Ep. 3: Notes

Dante Alighieri, Divine Comedy, Inferno, Canto XXI:

As in the Arsenal of the Venetians Boils in the winter the tenacious pitch To smear their unsound vessels o'er again,

For sail they cannot; and instead thereof One makes his vessel new, and one recaulks The ribs of that which many a voyage has made;

One hammers at the prow, one at the stern, This one makes oars, and that one cordage twists, Another mends the mainsail and the mizzen;

Thus, not by fire, but by the art divine, Was boiling down below there a dense pitch Which upon every side the bank belimed.