Descendeth weary, whence he started swiftly, Thorough a hundred circles, and alights Far from his master, sullen and disdainful; Even thus did Geryon place us on the bottom, Close to the bases of the rough-hewn rock, And being disencumbered of our persons, He sped away as arrow from the string. 250
The Eighth Circle: Malebolgeā āThe fraudulentā āThe First Bolgia: seducers and pandersā āVenedico Caccianimicoā āJasonā āThe Second Bolgia: flatterersā āAllessio Interminelliā āThaĆÆs.