Highlights
- 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
(Location 10521)
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