The Divine Comedy



  • Eager to search the dense, divine and green     Forest, to know it, both inside and out,     This place through which the new day could be seen     With splendour tempered, while from all about     Fragrance converged on me, I left the bank     Without the guidance of a word or sign     From Virgil, and with my own will to thank     I made my slow way in a level line     Across the ground. A sweet unchanging air Fondled my brow, the soft force of a breeze

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