Leave me not here all comfortless,' I said 100 Made answer thus ; 'Thy fear dismiss, for none Can stay our onward course: 'tis will'd by Heaven. 105 Attend me here, and be thy weary spirit By the sweet influence of hope sustain'd And cheer'd, for in this nether world I ne'er Each one ran back to try the chance of fight. Then did those adversaries close the door In the face of my lord, who stay'd without, And back to me return'd with slacken'd pace— His eyes upon the ground, his brow bereft Of all its confidence, while thus with sighs He spake ; 'Who hath to me denied the house Of woe?' Then to me turning; 'Be not thou Dismay'd at my distress, for we shall win, 115 120 This insolence of theirs is nothing new ; 'Twas shown before at the less secret gate, Which yet remains unbarr'd. 'Twas there thou saw'st The unearthly scroll; already nigh at hand 'Twixt us and it across the steep comes down, Passing the circles without escort, One 125 Whose might will open yet the doleful land.' 130 61 CANTO IX. Quel color che vilta. THE ARGUMENT. Dante, alarmed at the language in which his Guide, after expressing his confidence in their ultimate triumph over the devils, suggested for a moment the opposite alternative, enquires whether the spirits in Limbo ever descended into the lower circles of Hell. To this Virgil replies that he had himself been made to descend to the very lowest depth by Erictho, the Thessalian sorceress. The conversation is here interrupted by the apparition of the Furies. A terrific sound—as of a rushing mighty wind—announces the advent of the Angel, who opens the gate of the City. Within they find a wide territory, overspread with burning tombs, containing the Heresiarchs and their followers. That hue which coward fear upon my cheek For sight was powerless to conduct him far 5 'Nathless it shall be ours to win this fight,' Ah me! why tarries yet that other one?' I noticed how he cover'd o'er the doubt At first express'd, and that his after-thought Was different from that which went before. Yet none the less my fear was strengthen'd by His interrupted speech, wherein perhaps I found a ghastlier import than he meant. 'Into this deep of the Abyss descends Any from the first sphere, wherein is found No pain beyond the loss of hope?' I this Inquiry made, and he then made response; 'It seldom comes to pass that one of us 'Tis true that once before I was conjured That is the lowest place, and most obscure, And furthest from the heaven that circleth all. 2 I know the road; therefore rest thou secure. 30 This lake, which breathes the baleful stench around, Where none can enter without wrath.' And more Because mine eyes were now drawn wholly towards Infernal Furies, smear'd with blood, who seem'd With hydras all of greenest hue, and curl'd 35 40 About their angry brows with cerasts horn'd And serpents thick entwined.—And he, who knew Full well the ministers of her who sways The realm of everlasting wailings, said To me; 'Behold the fell Erinnyes ! Here on the left hand is Megæra: there Wailing upon the right Alecto drear: Midst is Tisiphone.' And then he ceased. Their talons rent their breasts; and with their palms They smote each other, and exclaim'd so loud, That I in terror to the Poet clung. 45 50 1 Or Erictho, a Thessalian sorceress, referred to by Lucan. Phars. vi. 589. 2 The Primum Mobile, the outermost of the heavenly spheres. |