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View Quote As the thing more perfect is,The more it feels of pleasure and of pain.
View Quote At once I understood, and I was sure this was that sect of evil souls who were hateful to God and to His enemies.
View Quote At the return of consciousness, that closedBefore the pity of those two relations,⁠Which utterly with sadness had confused me,New torments I behold, and new tormented⁠Around me, whichsoever way I move,⁠And whichsoever way I turn, and gaze.
View Quote Beatrice am I, who do bid thee go;⁠I come from there, where I would fain return;⁠Love moved me, which compelleth me to speak.
View Quote Behold the grass, the flowerets, and the shrubsWhich of itself alone this land produces.
View Quote But so much the more malign and wild does the ground become with bad seed and untilled, as it has the more of good earthly vigor.
View Quote By its seed each herb is recognized.
View Quote Canto I, line 34 (tr. Sinclair).
View Quote Canto I, lines 1–3 (tr. C. E. Norton).
View Quote Canto I, lines 1–3 (tr. C. E. Norton).
View Quote Canto I, lines 22–24 (tr. Longfellow).
View Quote Canto I, lines 71–72 (tr. Sinclair).
View Quote Canto I, lines 88–90 (tr. Ciardi).
View Quote Canto III, line 78 (tr. Longfellow).
View Quote Canto III, lines 79–84 (tr. Longfellow).