Nor speech the going, nor the going that 998 Slackened; but talking we went bravely on, Even as a vessel urged by a good wind. And shadows, that appeared things doubly dead, From out the sepulchres of their eyes betrayed Wonder at me, aware that I was living. And I, continuing my colloquy, 999 Said: “Peradventure he goes up more slowly Than he would do, for other people’s sake. But tell me, if thou knowest, where is Piccarda; 1000 Tell me if anyone of note I see Among this folk that gazes at me so.” “My sister, who, ’twixt beautiful and good, I know not which was more, triumphs rejoicing Already in her crown on high Olympus.” So said he first, and then: “ ’Tis not forbidden To name each other here, so milked away Is our resemblance by our dieting. This,” pointing with his finger, “is Buonagiunta, 1001 Buonagiunta, of Lucca; and that face