DK_Barons Posted January 15, 2019 Share Posted January 15, 2019 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 mov'd: To rear me was the task of power divine, Supremest wisdom, and primeval love. Before me things create were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I endure. Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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