That was the first pain that they inflicted on him, and after he had
recovered, they took him to a place where he saw more misery. Men and
women crying out, "Alas!" and "Welaway!" lay there, faces upward,
as the others had lain with faces downward, with feet and hands and
heads nailed fast to the earth with nails glowing red. Owain saw
loathsome fiery dragons sitting upon them; on others sat black toads,
newts, adders, and snakes that ate them, backs and sides. This is the
punishment of gluttony; for the love of God be warned, since that sin
flourishes all too widely. Owain thought a wind blew among them so
bitter and so cold that it overthrew all who lay in purgatory. The
fiends quickly leaped upon the sufferers and tore them furiously with
their hooks. Whosoever, man or woman, is guilty of impurity in this
life, shall suffer in that prison. The fiend said to the knight, "Thou
hast been unclean and a great glutton, also; into this torment thou
shalt be thrust unless thou wilt return speedily the way thou didst
come." Owain said, "Nay, Satan, further still shall I go, through the
grace of God Almighty." The fiends would have seized him, but he called
upon God Omnipotent, and they lost all their power.
They then led him into a spot where men never did any good deeds, but
only shameful and villainous ones. In the fourth field this was,
full of torments. There were people hanging by the feet from burning
iron hooks, others hung by the neck, the stomach, the back, and in
other ways too numerous to mention. Some were hanging by the tongue,
and their constant cry was "Alas!" and no other prayer. In a furnace
with molten lead and burning brimstone boiling over the fire were many
folk. Some lying on gridirons glowing against the flames were people
whom Owain had once known, but who were now entirely changed through
the penance they suffered. A wild fire surged among them, and all whom
it seized, it burned, ten thousand souls and more. Those that hung by
feet and neck were thieves, or the companions of thieves, and wrought
men woe. Those that hung by the tongue and ever sang "Alas!" and cried
so loudly were backbiters in their lives. Beware, man or wife, if thou
art fond of chiding! All the places the knight came by were full of the
pains of purgatory. Whosoever takes the name of God in vain, or bears
any false witness, suffers strong pains there.
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