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 of greater dreariness & utter absence of all that can serve to occupy the mind or offer repose to the body I cannot imagine -- An irregularly arched way with an uneven & tortuous bed composed of rock seemingly formed of hand of the most fetid colour, not offering even the gratification of an angle to the eye for all the forms are rounded into one another in ungraceful curves the floor being of so uneasy a surface as to suggest no idea of repose but rather to cause that species of progression seen in landmen on a pitching ship, then all is damp, dreary, desolate, & the mind is irresistably turned upon itself -- a fitting spot for the torments of conscience to be administered -- Two other places are suited to Dante's ideas of punishment--here is the "Winding" way" or fat-man's misery a path was once the bed of a torrent of about a foot in width & waist deep, here the gluttons might be compelled to walk forever until reduced in flesh -- After this is the "Valley of