Was wont to boast two suns,' whose several beams Cast light on either way, the world's and God's. One since hath quench'd the other; and the sword Is grafted on the crook; and, so conjoin'd, Each must perforce decline to worse, unawed By fear of other. The Divine Comedy of Dante Alighieri: Hell, Purgatory, Paradise - Page 201 by Dante Alighieri - 1909 - 428 pages Full view -
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