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Quinci fuor quete le lanose gote | 97 | That stilled the shaggy jowls | |||||
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al nocchier de la livida palude, | 98 | of the pilot of the livid marsh, | |||||
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che 'ntorno a li occhi avea di fiamme rote. | 99 | about whose eyes burned wheels of flame. | |||||
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Ma quell' anime, ch'eran lasse e nude, | 100 | But those souls, naked and desolate, | |||||
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cangiar colore e dibattero i denti, | 101 | lost their color. With chattering teeth | |||||
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ratto che 'nteser le parole crude. | 102 | they heard his brutal words. | |||||
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