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Dante and Vergil arrive in the third circle. They meet the fierce Cerberus, and the souls of greedy people, supine in the mud. Among them, there is Ciacco, a florentine, who makes a prohecy about the ruin of Florence.

ITA: Io sono al terzo cerchio, de la piova
etterna, maladetta, fredda e greve;
regola e qualità mai non l’è nova.

Grandine grossa, acqua tinta e neve
per l’aere tenebroso si riversa;
pute la terra che questo riceve.

Cerbero, fiera crudele e diversa,
con tre gole caninamente latra
sovra la gente che quivi è sommersa.

ENG: In the third circle am I, that of rain
eternal, cursèd, cold and burdensome;
its measure and quality are never new.
Coarse hail, and snow, and dirty-colored water
through the dark air are ever pouring down;
and foully smells the ground receiving them.
A wild beast, Cerberus, uncouth and cruel,
is barking with three throats, as would a dog,
over the people that are there submerged.

ITA: Ed elli a me: "La tua città, ch’è piena
d’invidia sì che già trabocca il sacco,
seco mi tenne in la vita serena.

Voi cittadini mi chiamaste Ciacco:
per la dannosa colpa de la gola,
come tu vedi, a la pioggia mi fiacco.

ENG: And he to me: “Thy town, which is so full
of envy that the bag o’erflows already,
owned me when I was in the peaceful life.
Ciacco, you townsmen used to call me then;
for my injurious fault of gluttony
I ’m broken, as thou seest, by the rain; (Canto VI, Inferno)

Description
Dante and Vergil arrive in the third circle. They meet the fierce Cerberus, and the souls of greedy people, supine in the mud. Among them, there is Ciacco, a florentine, who makes a prohecy about the ruin of Florence.

ITA: Io sono al terzo cerchio, de la piova
etterna, maladetta, fredda e greve;
regola e qualità mai non l’è nova.

Grandine grossa, acqua tinta e neve
per l’aere tenebroso si riversa;
pute la terra che questo riceve.

Cerbero, fiera crudele e diversa,
con tre gole caninamente latra
sovra la gente che quivi è sommersa.

ENG: In the third circle am I, that of rain
eternal, cursèd, cold and burdensome;
its measure and quality are never new.
Coarse hail, and snow, and dirty-colored water
through the dark air are ever pouring down;
and foully smells the ground receiving them.
A wild beast, Cerberus, uncouth and cruel,
is barking with three throats, as would a dog,
over the people that are there submerged.

ITA: Ed elli a me: "La tua città, ch’è piena
d’invidia sì che già trabocca il sacco,
seco mi tenne in la vita serena.

Voi cittadini mi chiamaste Ciacco:
per la dannosa colpa de la gola,
come tu vedi, a la pioggia mi fiacco.

ENG: And he to me: “Thy town, which is so full
of envy that the bag o’erflows already,
owned me when I was in the peaceful life.
Ciacco, you townsmen used to call me then;
for my injurious fault of gluttony
I ’m broken, as thou seest, by the rain; (Canto VI, Inferno)