Canto Xxviii Hell Translation Part 2

continues from part 1 And I to him: “Show me where I can find, If you want that I bring your news then up, Who is who foresees with so bitter mind”. Then he put his hand at the yaw to grasp Of one of mates his mouth to unlock, Screaming: “This is the one whose voice has stop. This, when was banished, then the doubt could stock In Caesar, affirming that the supply Was always late to arrive giving shock”. Oh how much dismay appeared to imply With his tongue fully in his gullet cut Curius, who so boldly could reply! And one who had his hands both cut somewhat, Raising his stumps in that just dusky air, So that his blood then made his face a smut, Shouted: “Of Mosca memory you care, Who, alas!, told, “End has anything done”, Which for tuscan people was seed unfair”. And I added: “And death of yours begun”; Since those, summing pain to pain all the way Went on as people who is crazy and won. But I remained to look the souls array, And saw a thing which then I strongly fear, With any proof, to just relate I may; Although my conscience looks to be sincere, Thanks to good partner I have had at side Under the shield of feeling to be clear. I saw for sure, and still it seems it’s eyed, A body without head to go on so As went others of herd of badly died; And his truncated head held by hair low Hanging from his hand in a lantern guise: And that looked at us telling “Oh me woe!”. Of himself was doing himself light rise, And so were two in one and one in two; As it can be, it's known by who is wise. When he walking reached then the bridge foot through, He raised up his limb with his head well up To get closer to us his words for true, Which were : “You see by now the painful stoop, You that, respiring, go and dead souls see: Observe if any is worse than this you scoop. And so that you to bring my news agree, I am Bertram from Bormio, just the one Who gave to the young king bad advice plea. I made foes among them father and son; Achitofel with Absalon had no more And with David evil innuendoes done. Since I divided people close with sore, I bring my brain divided, oh weary!, From this truncated where it was before. So here see retaliation dreary”.