![]() ![]() ![]() Whereon the hair so jetty clustering hangs, "These are the souls of tyrants, who were given ![]() Struck not, but with the head, the breast, the feet,Ĭutting each other piecemeal with their fangs. The dismal stream, when it hath reached the foot Of th' inky waters, journeying by their side,Įntered, though by a different track, beneath. He tears the spirits, flays them, and their limbs His belly large, and clawed the hands, with which His eyes glare crimson, black his unctuous beard, Through his wide three-fold throat barks as a dog. Through me among the people lost for aye.īefore me things create were none, save thingsĬerberus, cruel monster, fierce, strange, Through me you pass into the city of woe, The Divine Comedy was publicly burned in the infamous 'Bonfire of the vanities' in Florence in 1497.īased on the verse translation by H. Written by a minor politician exiled from Florence, this allegorical interpretation of heaven - with elements of Ancient Greek and Islamic tradition - has come to define what Christians should expect after death. The Jewish and Christian scriptures say almost nothing about what an afterlife may be like. The original, squashed down to read in about 30 minutesĭante and the Angels - Gustave Doré's engraving of 1867 ![]()
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