The Divine ComedyP. F. Collier & son, 1909 - 429 pages |
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... eyes were brighter than the star Of day ; and she , with gentle voice and soft , Angelically tuned , her speech address'd : ' O courteous shade of Mantua ! thou whose fame Yet lives , and shall live long as nature lasts ! A friend , not ...
... eyes were brighter than the star Of day ; and she , with gentle voice and soft , Angelically tuned , her speech address'd : ' O courteous shade of Mantua ! thou whose fame Yet lives , and shall live long as nature lasts ! A friend , not ...
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... eyes Tearful she turn'd aside ; whereat I felt Redoubled zeal to serve thee . As she will'd , Thus am I come : I saved thee from the beast , Who thy near way across the goodly mount Prevented . What is this comes o'er thee then ? Why ...
... eyes Tearful she turn'd aside ; whereat I felt Redoubled zeal to serve thee . As she will'd , Thus am I come : I saved thee from the beast , Who thy near way across the goodly mount Prevented . What is this comes o'er thee then ? Why ...
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... eyes downward cast , and fill'd with shame , Fearing my words offensive to his ear , Till we had reach'd the river , I from speech Abstain'd . And lo ! toward us in a bark Comes on an old man , hoary white with eld , Crying , " Woe to ...
... eyes downward cast , and fill'd with shame , Fearing my words offensive to his ear , Till we had reach'd the river , I from speech Abstain'd . And lo ! toward us in a bark Comes on an old man , hoary white with eld , Crying , " Woe to ...
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... eyes of burning coal , collects them all , Beckoning , and each , that lingers , with his oar Strikes . As fall off the light autumnal leaves One still another following , till the bough Strews all its honours on the earth beneath ; E ...
... eyes of burning coal , collects them all , Beckoning , and each , that lingers , with his oar Strikes . As fall off the light autumnal leaves One still another following , till the bough Strews all its honours on the earth beneath ; E ...
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... eyes I moved around , and search'd With fixed ken , to know what place it was Wherein I stood . For certain , on the ... eye in vain Explored its bottom , nor could aught discern . " Now let us to the blind world there beneath Descend ...
... eyes I moved around , and search'd With fixed ken , to know what place it was Wherein I stood . For certain , on the ... eye in vain Explored its bottom , nor could aught discern . " Now let us to the blind world there beneath Descend ...
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angel answer'd appear'd Arezzo ascend aught beam Beatrice began behold beneath blessed bosom Branca Doria breast Cæsar Canto Charles Charles of Anjou circle Corso Donati Count Ugolino cried Dante descend didst divine dost doth E'en e'er earth erewhile eternal evil exclaim'd eyes Faenza feet fell fix'd flame Florence forthwith gaze Ghibelline grace Guido Guido da Montefeltro hath hear heard Heaven Hell hence holy Hugh Capet King light living Lombardi look look'd Lucca mark'd mortal mount mountain moved ne'er o'er onward pass pass'd perchance Pistoia Poet Purgatory Ravenna reach'd replied rest return'd rock Romagna round seem'd shade side sight song soon Sordello soul spake speak spirit stars Statius steep steps stood stream sweet tell thee thence thine thou hast thou mayst thou shalt thought torment truth turn'd twixt unto Virgil virtue visage voice whence wherefore wings words
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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 71 - Thus me my guide address'd, And beckon'd him, that he should come to shore, Near to the stony causeway's utmost edge. Forthwith that image vile of Fraud appear'd, His head and upper part exposed on land, But laid not on the shore his bestial train. His face the semblance of a just man's wore, So kind and gracious was its outward cheer ; The rest was serpent all : two shaggy claws Reach'd to the arm-pits ; and the back and breast, And either side, were painted o'er with nodes And orbits.
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 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 427 - Seem'd fire, breathed equally from both. O speech! How feeble and how faint art thou, to give Conception birth.
Page 148 - Pisces' light,' that in his [ner] escort came. To the right hand I turn'd, and fix'd my mind On the other pole attentive, where I saw Four stars' ne'er seen before save by the ken Of our first parents.* Heaven of their rays Seem'd joyous. O thou northern site ! bereft Indeed, and widow'd, since of these deprived.
Page 6 - And as a man, with difficult short breath, Forespent with toiling, 'scaped from sea to shore, Turns to the perilous wide waste, and stands At gaze...
Page 213 - 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.
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...
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.