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" 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... "
The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors - Page 57
by Ezekiel Sanford - 1822
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Cambridge Readings in Literature

308 pages
...plunge deeper and deeper into this sinister forest.] From CANTO in " 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 mov'd: To rear me was the task of power divine, Supremest wisdom,...
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The American Catholic Quarterly Review, Volume 34

1909 - 792 pages
...forever. It is so stated in the dread inscription over the entrance : 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...
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The Young Woman's Journal, Volume 15

1904 - 746 pages
...the portal's lofty arch"are inscribed the words "in colours dim:" "Through me you pass into the city of woe: Through me you pass into eternal pain: Through me among the people lost for aye. lustier the founder of my fabric moved1 To rear me was the task of power divine. Suijremest wisdom,...
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The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 20

1867 - 784 pages
...black, Even as the sand doth, when the whirlwind breathes." — " ' 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 Cask of power divine, Supremcst wisdom,...
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The End of the Present World

259 pages
...letters over the gate of the dark and accursed place of damnation: 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 it was that made my Maker make me : To rear me was the task of power divine, Supremest wisdom...
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The River of Seven Stars

Arthur Olney Friel - 1924 - 574 pages
...malignantly at the river that they seemed the very gate whereon Dante and Virgil read the awful words: "Through me you pass into eternal pain : Through me among the people lost for aye. . . . All hope abandon, ye who enter here !" And, truly, those lines should be graven in letters deep...
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