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Last updated on November 17, 2024.
Mankind, why do ye set your hearts on things That, of necessity, may not be shared?
A prayer may chance to rise From one whose heart lives in the grace of God. A prayer from any other is unheeded.
Abandon all hope, ye who enter here. — © Dante Alighieri
Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.
There sighs, lamentations and loud wailings resounded through the starless air, so that at first it made me weep; strange tongues, horrible language, words of pain, tones of anger, voices loud and hoarse, and with these the sound of hands, made a tumult which is whirling through that air forever dark, and sand eddies in a whirlwind.
He is, most of all, l'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle.
I felt for the tormented whirlwinds Damned for their carnal sins Committed when they let their passions rule their reason.
Midway upon the journey of our life
He whom you see-along the downward arc- was William, and the land that mourns his death, for living Charles and Frederick, now laments; now he has learned how Heaven loves the just ruler, and he would show this outwardly as well, so radiantly visible.
As phantoms frighten beasts when shadows fall.
To course across more kindly waters now my talent's little vessel lifts her sails, leaving behind herself a sea so cruel; and what I sing will be that second kingdom, in which the human soul is cleansed of sin, becoming worthy of ascent to Heaven.
That with him were, what time the Love Divine
As little flowers, which the chill of night has bent and huddled, when the white sun strikes, grow straight and open fully on their stems, so did I, too, with my exhausted force.
Love hath so long possessed me for his own And made his lordship so familiar.
Behold a God more powerful than I who comes to rule over me.
Of my sowing such straw I reap. O human folk, why set the heart there where exclusion of partnership is necessary
Do ye not comprehend that we are worms born to bring forth the angelic butterfly that flieth unto judgment without screen?
What shall one do with the verse, if he knows not That?
These dwell among the blackest souls,loaded down deep by sins of differing types.If you sink far enough,you'll see them all.
The three Divine are in this hierarchy, First the Dominions, and the Virtues next; And the third order is that of the Powers. The in the dances twain penultimate The Principalities and Archangels wheel; The last is wholly of angelic sports. These orders upward all of them are gazing, And downward so prevail, that unto God They all attracted are and all attract.
When I had journeyed half of our life's way, I found myself within a shadowed forest, for I had lost the path that does not stray.
I, answering in the end, began: 'Alas, how many yearning thoughts, what great desire, have lead them through such sorrow to their fate?
A fair request should be followed by the deed in silence.
No man may be so cursed by priest or pope but what the Eternal Love may still return while any thread of green lives on in hope.
When we encountered a band of souls coming along the barrier, and each was gazing at us in the evening people gaze at one another under the new moon
…all things created have an order in themselves, and this begets the form that lets the universe resemble God. — © Dante Alighieri
…all things created have an order in themselves, and this begets the form that lets the universe resemble God.
The truth thy speech doth show, within my heart reproves the swelling pride.
Knowledge comes Of learning well retain'd, unfruitful else.
Consider the sea's listless chime: Time's self it is, made audible.
I presumed to fix my look on the eternal light so long that I consumed my sight thereon.
In that part of the book of my memory before the which is little that can be read, there is a rubric, saying, Incipit Vita Nova. Under such rubric I find written many things; and among them the words which I purpose to copy into this little book; if not all of them, at the least their substance.
This sorrow weighs upon the melancholy souls of those who lived without infamy or praise.
Like the lark that soars in the air, first singing, then silent, content with the last sweetness that satiates it, such seemed to me that image, the imprint of the Eternal Pleasure.
A man's renown is like the hue of grass, Which comes and goes.
Justice divine has weighed: the doom is clear. All hope renounce, ye lost, who enter here.
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