• Ovid, Metamorphoses VIII , Croxall’s Tr. :⁠— “The soft’ning wax, that felt a nearer sun, Dissolv’d apace, and soon began to run. The youth in vain his melting pinions shakes, His feathers gone, no longer air he takes. O father, father, as he strove to cry, Down to the sea he tumbled from on high. And found his fate; yet still subsists by fame, Among those waters that retain his name. The father, now no more a father, cries. Ho, Icarus! where are you? as he flies: Where shall I seek my boy? he cries again. And saw his feathers scattered on the main.” ↩
• Lucan, Pharsalia I :⁠— “To him the Balearic sling is slow. And the shaft loiters from the Parthian bow.” ↩
• Here begins the third division of the Inferno, embracing the Eighth and Ninth Circles, in which the Fraudulent are punished. “But because fraud is man’s peculiar vice More it displeases God; and so stand lowest The fraudulent, and greater dole assails them.” The Eighth Circle is called Malebolge, or Evil-budgets, and consists of ten concentric ditches, or Bolge of stone, with dikes between, and rough bridges running across them to the centre like the spokes of a wheel. In the First Bolgia are punished Seducers, and in the Second, Flatterers. ↩