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The Ogre Received Him As Civilly As An Ogre Can
The Inferno, Canto 33, lines 67-68: ’Hast no help For me, my father!’
The Inferno, Canto 18, lines 130-132: Thais is this, the harlot, whose false lip Answer’d her doting paramour that ask’d, ‘Thankest me much!’
The Inferno, Canto 28, lines 30,31: Now mark how I do rip me: lo! How is Mahomet mangled.
The Inferno, Canto 34, lines 20-21: “Lo!” he exclaim’d, “lo Dis! and lo the place, Where thou hast need to arm thy heart with strength.”
The Inferno, Canto 28, lines 116-119: By the hair It bore the sever’d member, lantern-wise Pendent in hand, which look’d at us and said, “Woe’s me!”
The Inferno, Canto 7, lines 8-9: "Curs’d wolf! thy fury inward on thyself Prey, and consume thee!”
The Inferno, Canto 7, lines 118-119: “Now seest thou, son! The souls of those, whom anger overcame.”
"Name thee, or not a hair shall tarry here!" (Canto XXXII., line 98)
The Inferno, Canto 15, lines 28-29: “Sir! Brunetto! And art thou here?”
"Ser Brunetto! And are ye here?" (Canto XV., lines 28-29)
Ah! how they made them bound at the first stripe! (Canto XVIII., line 38)
The Inferno, Canto 13, line 120: “Haste now,” the foremost cried, “now haste thee death!”
The Inferno, Canto 25, lines 59-61: The other two Look’d on exclaiming: “Ah, how dost thou change, Agnello!”
The Inferno, Canto 18, line 38: Ah! how they made them bound at the first stripe!
Disdain not to instruct us who thou art." (Canto XXIII., line 94)
Only so far afflicted, that we life Desiring without hope. (Canto IV., lines 38-39)
Cast themselves, one by one, down from the shore (Canto III., line 108)
I could not hear what terms he offer'd them, (Canto VIII., line 110)
They grappled him with more than hundred hooks. (Canto XXI., line 51)
Take Good heed, thy soles do tread not on the heads (Canto XXXII., lines 20-21)
Unceasing was the play of wretched hands, (Canto XIV., line 37)
Where thou has need to arm thy heart with strength. (Canto XXXIV., line 21)
Jephthah's Daughter And Her Companions
A Mountainous Landscape with a Balloon
A Mountain Torrent in the Highlands
Call thou to mind Piero of Medicina, (Canto XXVIII., lines 69-70)
The Inferno, Canto 8, lines 110-111: I could not hear what terms he offer’d them, But they conferr’d not long
The Inferno, Canto 29, lines 52-56: Then my sight Was livelier to explore the depth, wherein The minister of the most mighty Lord, All-searching Justice, dooms to punishment The forgers noted on her dread record.
The Inferno, Canto 11, lines 6-7: From the profound abyss, behind the lid Of a great monument we stood retir’d
The Inferno, Canto 18, lines 116-117: “Why greedily thus bendest more on me, Than on these other filthy ones, thy ken?”
The Inferno, Canto 7, lines 65-67: “Not all the gold, that is beneath the moon, Or ever hath been, of these toil-worn souls Might purchase rest for one.”
The Inferno, Canto 8, lines 27-29: Soon as both embark’d, Cutting the waves, goes on the ancient prow, More deeply than with others it is wont.
The Inferno, Canto 32, lines 20-22: “Look how thou walkest. Take Good heed, thy soles do tread not on the heads Of thy poor brethren.”
The Inferno, Canto 30, lines 38-39: “ That is the ancient soul Of wretched Myrrha,”
The Inferno, Canto 6, lines 24-26: Then my guide, his palms Expanding on the ground, thence filled with earth Rais’d them, and cast it in his ravenous maw.
The Inferno, Canto 12, lines 11-14: and there At point of the disparted ridge lay stretch’d The infamy of Crete, detested brood Of the feign’d heifer
The Inferno, Canto 19, lines 10-11: There stood I like the friar, that doth shrive A wretch for murder doom’d
