To the gate he came and with his wand touch-d it whereat open without impediment it flew Gustave Dore (1832-1883)

Gustave Dore – To the gate he came and with his wand touch-d it whereat open without impediment it flew

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Gustave Dore - Thy city heap-d with envy to the brim held me in brighter days. Ye citizens were wont to name me Ciacco

Gustave Dore - Thy city heap-d with envy to the brim held me in brighter days

Gustave Dore - Now seest thou son. The souls of those whom anger overcame

Gustave Dore - My teacher sage aware thrusting him back -Away down there to th- other dogs-

Gustave Dore - I could not hear what terms he offer-d them but they conferr-d not long

Gustave Dore - Here you see the bloodthirsty Erynnies- he said

Gustave Dore - One cried from far -Say to what pain ye come condemn-d who down this steep have j

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Gustave Dore - We got closer to these agile monsters

Gustave Dore - It is here where the hideous Harpies build their nests

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Gustave Dore - Haste now the foremost cried now haste thee death

Gustave Dore - Ever and ever their hands tried to get rid of these flames

Gustave Dore - Is this really you Sire Brunetto

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Tal vez sea un dibujo en blanco y negro de un hombre de pie sobre un grupo de personas en una cueva con una luz que sale de la parte superior de la cabeza del hombre.

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