Canto 21
Book 3: HELL
Canto 21
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THUS we from bridge to bridge, with other talk, The which my drama cares not to rehearse, Pass'd on; and to the summit reaching, stood To view another gap, within the round Of Malebolge, other bootless pangs.
Marvelous darkness shadow'd o'er the place.
