Tell us how is it that thou makest thyself A wall unto the sun, as if thou hadst not Entered as yet into the net of death.” Thus one of them addressed me, and I straight Should have revealed myself, were I not bent On other novelty that then appeared. For through the middle of the burning road There came a people face to face with these, Which held me in suspense with gazing at them. There see I hastening upon either side Each of the shades, and kissing one another Without a pause, content with brief salute. Thus in the middle of their brown battalions Muzzle to muzzle one ant meets another Perchance to spy their journey or their fortune. No sooner is the friendly greeting ended, Or ever the first footstep passes onward, Each one endeavors to outcry the other; The new-come people: “Sodom and Gomorrah!” The rest: “Into the cow Pasiphae enters, 1040 So that the bull unto her lust may run!” Then as the cranes, that to Riphaean mountains 1041