Canto 7

Pepe Satan! Pepe

Satan! Aleppe! Plutus shouted

from the top of the cliff.


https://s.mj.run/7lDPZewmJeM Pepe Satan! Pepe Satan! Aleppe! Plutus shouted from the top of the cliff, open mouth, painting by Hieronymous Bosch --q 2 --s 300 --chaos 40

Ignoring the boisterous wealthy dolt

we crawled down the cliff face 

entering further into the depths.


ignoring the boisterous wealthy dolt we crawled down::2 the cliff face entering further into the depths, two poor men, painting by Giovanni Stradano --q 0.5 --s 400 --ar 3:2 --no water

Below, rich men in hats

and poor men in rags push blocks of words

against one another.


below, rich men in hats and poor men in rags push blocks of words against one another, illuminated manuscript --q 0.5 --s 400

Alas, the Lady Forchan described

by Anon, her gold hair

flowing over a bed of clovers.


alas, the lady fortune described by anon, her gold hair flowing over a bed of clovers::2, by botticelli --q 0.5 --s 600

And lower still, we see

furious men fighting in the mud

pulling each other's hair.


and lower still, we see furious men fighting in the mud pulling each others hair, by Albrecht Durer --q 1 --s 300

One mad lurking gentleman gurgles

under the swamp water

but we can’t hear what he has to say.


one mad lurking gentleman gurgles under the swamp water but we can’t hear what he has to say, underwater, by Masaccio --q 1 --s 300 --chaos 30

And we came to the foot of a tower at last.

Canto 8