Above/there is a lady wins us grace, and I/still mortal, cross your world led by her love.
-Dante Alighieri, The Purgatorio
Above/there is a lady wins us grace, and I/still mortal, cross your world led by her love.
-Dante Alighieri, The Purgatorio
At each step I took
I felt my feathers growing for the flight.
-Dante Alighieri, The Purgatorio
musings inspired by literature, poetry, nature, and occasionally everything else.
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