At times, being driven before the hellish wind certainly felt like The Inferno:
The hellish hurricane, which never rests,
drives on the spirits with its violence:
and there they curse the force of the divine….
Now here, now there, now down, now up, it drives them.
…so did those shades I saw approaching, borne
By that assailing wind, lament and moan.
Canto V, Inferno, translated by Allen Mandelbaum