The Vision, Or Hell, Purgatory, and Paradise

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D. Appleton & Company, 1850 - 587 pages
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Page 62 - Through me you pass into eternal pain : Through me among the people lost for aye. Justice the founder of my fabric moved: To rear me was the task of Power divine, Supremest Wisdom, and primeval Love.1 */ Before me things create were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
Page 338 - Of the clear spring: illumined first by thee, Open'd mine eyes to God. Thou didst, as one Who, journeying through the darkness, bears a light Behind, that profits not himself, but makes His followers wise, when thou exclaimed'st, 'Lo! A renovated world, Justice return'd, Times of primeval innocence restored, And a new race descended from above.
Page 378 - And I looked, and, behold, a whirlwind came out of the north, a great cloud, and a fire infolding itself, and a brightness was about it, and out of the midst thereof as the colour of amber, out of the midst of the fire.
Page 66 - E'en in like manner, Adam's evil brood Cast themselves, one by one, down from the shore, Each at a beck, as falcon at his call. Thus go they over through the umber'd wave; And ever they on the opposing bank Be landed, on this side another throng Still gathers.
Page 215 - These weeds of miserable flesh we wear; And do thou strip them off from us again.' Then, not to make them sadder, I kept down My spirit in stillness. That day and the next We all were silent. Ah, obdurate earth! Why open'dst not upon us? When we came To the fourth day, then Gaddo at my feet Outstretch'd did fling him, crying, 'Hast no help For me, my father?
Page 74 - A noise, as of a sea in tempest torn By warring winds. The stormy blast of hell With restless fury drives the spirits on, Whirl'd round and dash'd amain with sore annoy.
Page 79 - Alone we were, and no Suspicion near us. Oft-times by that reading Our eyes were drawn together, and the hue Fled from our alter'd cheek.
Page 134 - O ! the fell monster1 with the deadly sting, Who passes mountains, breaks through fenced walls And firm embattled spears, and with his filth Taints all the world.
Page 80 - Stank all the land whereon that tempest fell. Cerberus, cruel monster, fierce and strange, Through his wide threefold throat, barks as a dog Over the multitude immersed beneath. His eyes glare crimson, black his unctuous beard, His belly large, and claw'd the hands, with which He tears the spirits, flays them, and their limbs Piecemeal disparts.
Page 63 - This miserable fate Suffer the wretched souls of those, who lived Without or praise or blame, with that ill band Of angels mix'd, who nor rebellious proved, Nor yet were true to God, but for themselves Were only. From his bounds Heaven drove them forth Not to impair his lustre; nor the depth Of Hell receives them, lest the accursed tribe Should glory thence with exultation vain.

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