"... But to that second circle of sad hell,
Where ‘mid the gust, the whirlwind, and the flaw
Of rain and hail-stones, lovers need not tell
Their sorrows. Pale were the sweet lips I saw,
Pale were the lips I kiss’d, and fair the form
I floated with, about that melancholy storm."
The 2nd circle of hell is Lust theses souls are blown back and forth by terrible winds from a violent storm without rest this symbolises how they have let lust control their lives.
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