To counterfeit in himself Buoso Donati, Making a will and giving it due form.” And after the two maniacs had passed On whom I held mine eye, I turned it back To look upon the other evil-born. I saw one made in fashion of a lute, If he had only had the groin cut off Just at the point at which a man is forked. The heavy dropsy, that so disproportions The limbs with humors, which it ill concocts, That the face corresponds not to the belly, Compelled him so to hold his lips apart As does the hectic, who because of thirst One tow’rds the chin, the other upward turns. “O ye, who without any torment are, And why I know not, in the world of woe,” He said to us, “behold, and be attentive Unto the misery of Master Adam; 454 I had while living much of what I wished, And now, alas! a drop of water crave. The rivulets, that from the verdant hills 455 Of Cassentin descend down into Arno,