Inferno xiv
...and I began
to speak:  "My master, you who can defeat
all things except for those tenacious demons
who tried to block us at the entryway,
who is that giant there, who does not seem
to heed the singeing-he who lies 
and scorns and scowls, he whom the rains can't seem to soften?"
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