They scanned me without uttering a word. Then to each other turned, and said together: “He by the action of his throat seems living; And if they dead are, by what privilege Go they uncovered by the heavy stole?” Then said to me: “Tuscan, who to the college 334 Of miserable hypocrites art come, Do not disdain to tell us who thou art.” And I to them: “Born was I, and grew up In the great town on the fair river of Arno, 335 And with the body am I’ve always had. But who are ye, in whom there trickles down Along your cheeks such grief as I behold? And what pain is upon you, that so sparkles?” And one replied to me: “These orange cloaks Are made of lead so heavy, that the weights Cause in this way their balances to creak. Frati Gaudenti were we, and Bolognese; 336 I Catalano, and he Loderingo Named, and together taken by thy city, As the wont is to take one man alone,