The Vision: Or, Hell, Purgatory, and Paradise of Dante AlighieriAmerican Book Exchange, 1880 - 452 páginas |
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The Vision, Or, Hell, Purgatory, and Paradise of Dante Alighieri Dante Alighieri Visualização completa - 1892 |
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answer'd appear'd Aquinum arriv'd art thou aught Averroes beam Beatrice began beheld beneath blessed bosom Branca Doria breast bright CANTO chang'd Chiron Christ circle cried dame descend dost doth drew E'en e'er earth enter'd erewhile eternal evil exclaim'd eyes feet fell fire fix'd flame forthwith gaze Geryon grace hand harmony Angelic hath hear heard heart heav'n hence holy light living lofty look look'd Malebolge mark'd mighty mind mortal mov'd nam'd ne'er Nessus o'er onward pass'd perchance Phaëton Phlegyas rais'd reach'd replied return'd rock round saintly seem'd shade side sight sire smile song soon Sordello soul spake speak spirit splendour star Statius steps stood straight stretch'd sweet ta'en tell thee thence thine thou hast thou mayst thou shalt thought thyself truth turn'd twixt unto Virgil virgin band virtue visage voice wave wheel whence wherefore wings wont words
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Página 279 - For, behold, in those days, and in that time, when I shall bring again the captivity of Judah and Jerusalem, I will also gather all nations, and will bring them down into the valley of Jehoshaphat, and will plead with them there for My people and for My heritage Israel, whom they have scattered among the nations, and parted My land.
Página 1 - 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.
Página 113 - There underneath, not made by torments sad, But by dun shades alone ; where mourning's voice Sounds not of anguish sharp, but breathes in sighs. There I with little innocents abide, Who by death's fangs were bitten, ere exempt From human taint. There I with those abide, Who the three holy virtues* put not on, But understood the rest,* and without blame Follow'd them all. But, if thou know'st, and canst, Direct us how we soonest may arrive, Where Purgatory its true beginning takes.
Página 84 - When I awoke Before the dawn, amid their sleep I heard My sons (for they were with me) weep and ask For bread. Right cruel art thou, if no pang Thou feel at thinking what my heart foretold ; And if not now, why use thy tears to flow?
Página 273 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice...
Página 108 - And dashed it into Arno; from my breast Loosening the cross, that of myself I made When overcome with pain. He hurl'd me on, Along the banks and bottom of his course ; Then in his muddy spoils encircling wrapt.
Página 272 - But the Lord said unto him, Go thy way : for he is a chosen vessel unto me, to bear my name before the Gentiles, and kings, and the children of Israel : For I will shew him how great things he must suffer for my name's sake.
Página 8 - 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, 5 Supremest wisdom, and primeval love.* Before me things create were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
Página 18 - Entangled him by that fair form, from me Ta'en in such cruel sort, as grieves me still ; ' Love that denial takes from none beloved Caught me with pleasing him so passing well That as thou seest, he yet deserts me not.
Página 69 - John counsel mischievous. Father and son I set at mutual war. For Absalom And David more did not Ahitophel, Spurring them on maliciously to strife. For parting those so closely knit, my brain Parted, alas! I carry from its source, That in this trunk inhabits. Thus the law Of retribution fiercely works in me.