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Dante – The Divine Comedy INFERNO I
CANTO XXI

For the high providence which had appointed
That they should minister to the fifth ditch
Took from them all the power to go outside it

Down there we came upon a painted people
Who went around with very slow steps
Weeping and looking weary and exhausted

They had cloaks with the hoods drawn down
Over their eyes, made in the same fashion
As those which are made for the monks of Cluny.

Outside, they are gilded so that they are dazzling
But inside all lead, and so heavy
That in comparison, Frederick's were like straw

What wearying gear for all eternity!
We turned once more to the left hand side, together
With them, listening to their unhappy sobs;

But with the weight, that weary people came
So slowly that, with every step we took
We found ourselves beside fresh company

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Then to me he said 'You Tuscan, who have come
To theHypocrites club, where they all wear sad faces
Don't be above telling us who you are