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Angels answer answer'd beam Beatrice began behold beneath blessed body called Canto cause changed circle close cried Dante death descend desire divine doth doubt E'en earth eternal evil eyes face fair fall father fear feet fell fire flame Florence follow grace hand hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven held hence holy hope Italy King land leaves less light living look mark mind mortal mount mountain moved nature needs o'er once pass Poet replied rest rise rock round seem'd seen shalt side sight song soon soul sound space spake speak spirit star steps stood straight stream sweet tell thee thence thine things thou thought truth turn turn'd unto Virgil virtue voice whence wish
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Page 13 - Through me you pass into the city of woe: 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. 19 Before me things create were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
Page 25 - By one so deep in love, then he, who ne'er From me shall separate, at once my lips All trembling kiss'd. The book and writer both Were love's purveyors. In its leaves that day We read no more.
Page 228 - Enters Alagna; in his Vicar Christ Himself a captive, and his mockery Acted again. Lo! to his holy lip The vinegar and gall once more applied ; And he 'twixt living robbers doom'd to bleed. Lo ! the new Pilate, of whose cruelty Such violence cannot fill the measure up, With no decree to sanction, pushes on Into the temple
Page 5 - In the midway of this our mortal life, I found me in a gloomy wood, astray Gone from the path direct: and e'en to tell, It were no easy task, how savage wild That forest, how robust and rough its growth, 5 Which to remember only, my dismay Renews, in bitterness not far from death.
Page 140 - twixt the fifth day and sixth: Whence I betook me, now grown blind, to grope Over them all, and for three days aloud Call'd on them who were dead. Then, fasting got The mastery of grief.
Page 111 - Marocco, either shore I saw, And the Sardinian and each isle beside Which round that ocean bathes. Tardy with age Were I and my companions, when we came To the strait pass, where Hercules ordain'd The boundaries not to be o'erstepp'd by man The walls of Seville to my right I left, On the other hand already Ceuta past.
Page 183 - Befriending, prosper your ascent," resumed The courteous keeper of the gate : " Come then Before our steps." We straightway thither came. The lowest stair was marble white, so smooth And polish'd, that therein my mirror'd form Distinct I saw. The next of hue more dark Than sablest grain, a rough and singed block, Crack'd lengthwise and across. The third, that lay Massy above, seem'd porphyry, that flamed Red as the life-blood spouting from a vein. On this God's Angel either foot sustain 'd, Upon...
Page 144 - Of th' other two, Whose heads are under, from the murky jaw Who hangs, is Brutus : 8 lo ! how he doth writhe And speaks not.
Page 112 - Joy seized us straight; But soon to mourning changed. From the new land A whirlwind sprung, and at her foremost side Did strike the vessel. Thrice it whirl'd her round With all the waves; the fourth time lifted up The poop, and sank the prow: so fate decreed: And over us the booming billow closed.
Page 127 - attentively regard Adamo's woe. When living, full supply Ne'er lack'd me of what most I coveted; One drop of water now, alas! I crave. The rills, that glitter down the grassy slopes Of Casentino, making fresh and soft The banks whereby they glide to Arno's stream, Stand ever in my view...
Bibliographic information
| Title | The Harvard Classics, Volume 20 The Harvard Classics, Charles William Eliot |
| Contributor | Charles William Eliot |
| Publisher | P.F. Collier & Son Company, 1909 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 18 May 2007 |
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