Next were the despondent suicides. Though innocent, they threw their lives away, sick of the light of day. How gladly now they’d welcome pain and poverty, just to breathe the air! But divine law forbids it. The gloomy waves and hateful swamp confine them, and the nine coils of 440 the Styx.
Here now we have a group that is described as doing wrong, or going against "divine law," unlike the babies and the wrongly executed.
