CANTO XXXVII.
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“Standing like patient oxen in their stalls,” Mr. Hunt discovers a row of hapless souls, each held tightly by the nose in the grip of a vice.
This is the just penalty ordained for those who habitually intruded their noses into the affairs of others.
In an enclosure of the same district notorious prize-fighters, wearing eiderdown mittens, are compelled to fight big brawny Demons wearing spiked gloves.
HE POKED ABOUT IN OTHER PEOPLE’S AFFAIRS.