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Now to the ascent of that steep savage hill Satan hath journeyd on pensive and slow Gustave Dore (1832-1883)

Now to the ascent of that steep savage hill Satan hath journeyd on pensive and slow. Gustave Dore

Gustave Dore – Now to the ascent of that steep savage hill Satan hath journeyd on pensive and slow

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Gustave Dore - Gorgons and Hydras and Chimeras dire
Gustave Dore - Before the gates there sat On either side a formidable shape
Gustave Dore - With head hands wings or feet pursues his way And swims or sinks or wades or creeps
Gustave Dore - Heaven rung With jubilee and loud hosannas filled The eternal regions
Gustave Dore - And many more too long Embryos and idiots eremites and friars
Gustave Dore - Me miserable which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair
Gustave Dore - A happy rural seat of various view
Gustave Dore - The savoury pulp they chew and in the rind Still as they thirsted scoop the brimming
Gustave Dore - So promised he and Uriel to his charge
Gustave Dore - These to the bower direct In search of whom they sought
Gustave Dore - Nor mor but fled Murmuring and with him fled the shades of night
Gustave Dore - Leaning half naked with looks of cordial love Hung over her enamoured
Gustave Dore - To whom the winged Hierarch replied O Adam one Almighty is from whom All things proceed
Gustave Dore - This greeting on thy impious crest receive

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La imagen tiene algo de esto: gente, rock, naturaleza, monocromo, paisaje, montaña, árbol, grabado, piedra, agua, cañón, hermosa, cielo, al aire libre, hombre.
Tal vez sea un dibujo en blanco y negro de un hombre de pie en la cima de una montaña con una cruz sobre su cabeza y una persona.

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Now to the ascent of that steep savage hill Satan hath journeyd on pensive and slow — Gustave Dore