Inferno Canto 01 (Dante Alighieri Poem)
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
Love and the gentle heart are one thing, just as the poet says in his verse, each from the other ...
I have come, alas, to the great circle of shadow, to the short day and to the whitening hills, when ...
So I said I am Ezra and the wind whipped my throat gaming for the sounds of my voice I ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
The man with the red hat And the polar bear, is he here too? The window giving on shade, Is ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
And you, ye stars, Who slowly begin to marshal, As of old, in the fields of heaven, Your distant, melancholy ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
I ask not that my bed of death From bands of greedy heirs be free; For these besiege the latest ...
A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since departed, Mark the mastodon. The dinosaur, who left dry ...
HEARKEN, oh hearken! let your souls behind you Turn, gently moved! Our voices feel along the Dread to find you, ...
LIGHT human nature is too lightly tost And ruffled without cause, complaining on-- Restless with rest, until, being overthrown, It ...
I am like, They tell me, my dear father. Broader brows Howbeit, upon a slenderer undergrowth Of delicate ...
I 'But where do you go?' said the lady, while both sat under the yew, And her eyes were alive ...
To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the ...
Rudolph Reed was oaken. His wife was oaken too. And his two good girls and his good little man Oakened ...
not much chance, completely cut loose from purpose, he was a young man riding a bus through North Carolina on ...
it was on the 2nd floor on Coronado Street I used to get drunk and throw the radio through the ...
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