Canto 28.21: A not-quite divided-self taking the measure of the schismatic who pulled himself apart in Hell’s ninth ditch. [The set includes Wm Blake’s image of a schismatic.]
While I was all agog with gazing at him,
He stared at me and, as his two hands pulled
His chest apart, cried, "Look how I rip myself!
[Canto 28, lines 28-30, translated by James Finn Cotter.]