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Matilda Gathering Flowers. From the Purgatorio of Dante, Canto 28, Lines 1-51. And earnest to explore within — around — The divine wood, whose thick green living woof Tempered the young day to the sight — I wound Up the green slope, beneath the forest’s roof, 5 With slow, soft steps leaving the mountain’s steep, And sought those inmost labyrinths, motion-proof Against the air, that in that stillness deep And solemn, struck upon my forehead bare, The slow, soft stroke of a continuous… — location: 61233 ^ref-59504