كلمات Canto 8a (The River Styx)

Here comes the river-boat man Shooting across the polluted channel He hails himself with curses as he comes With signal flames looming in the distance He can’t tell how deep the River Styx is And Filippo Argenti rises out of the mud Phlegyas! Phlegyas! I have a wish I want to see him brought down in judgment I want to see him brought down And then the wraiths swarmed about his ankles As he fell screaming into the mud Dante was annoyed, but he kept keeping His eyes straining for the shore