CANTO XXX. ARGUMENT. IN the same gulf are punished Impostors of various kinds, coiners and counterfeiters, who are afflicted with horrible diseases, fevers aud dropsies. Gianni Scicchi, Sinon, and Adamo; between whom takes place a most comical dialogue. WHAT time, incensed against the Theban maid, Juno pour'd out her wrath upon the land ; That wrath the Goddess more than once display'dSo lost to reason Athamas became, That when he saw his wife, in either hand Bearing a child, he furious did exclaim, "Extend the nets, that at the pass I may Enclose the lioness and both her young." Then, stretching forth his talons to the prey, Deep into ocean with her other son. 7 Or when, bereft of her imperial sway, Troy, once all daring, was in ruin laid, And king and kingdom wholly swept away— The wretched Hecuba, sad, captive queen, When she Polixena a corpse survey'd, And on the margin of the deep had seen Her Polydorus-mournful interview !— In frenzy bark'd, like to a dog ;—so great The power of grief her reason to subdue. But never furies, whencesoe'er they came, Trojan, or Theban, with such rancorous hate Tormented beasts-much less the human frame,— As two pale naked spirits that I saw, Who, like a hog let loose from out the sty, One seized Capocchio's neck, and rent him sore The Aretine, all trembling with alarm, Said: "Gianni Scicchi is the fiend you see, 13 19 25 31 Then answer'd he; Know, Myrrha is her name 37 That wicked one, who cherish'd in her breast Buossi Donati, and upon him took To sign and seal a forged testament.” One I beheld who like a lute was made, Had but the groin been amputated there Made him distend both lips ;-as, parch'd within, While the other he drops downward to the chin. 43 49 55 To master Adam's miserable strain. What I desired on earth, I compass'd-all; Of Casentino into Arno fall, Cooling the channels with their limpid rills, Seem always in my sight; nor idly so,— For their fond image more dries up my skin Than all the torture which my features show. Stern Justice, racking me with inward throesE'en from the very region of my sin Occasion takes to aggravate my woes: 61 67 There is Romena, where that coin I learnt 73 To forge, which John the Baptist's image bore; For which offence my earthly frame was burnt: If the mad souls that pace around speak truth I could advance a single inch forsooth, 79 In search of him among this people vile, Nor less in width extends than half a mile. To them I owe this cursed society; By them to stamp the florins was I led, Sinon the other-that false Greek from Troy : Struck with his fist the other's stomach crude, That sounded like a drum :—with arm uprear'd, Adam return'd the blow upon his face, 85 91 97 103 Which no less hard than his own paunch appear'd ;— Exclaiming "Ha! although I am debarr'd By these unwieldly limbs from change of place, Still I've an arm for my defence prepared." |