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Canto 1 The Dark Wood of Error (Stanzas 3-4)
Than that infernal-wood could one’s demise be not far more venomous!
Of what hallowed one can preach,
recounting I will that was unveiled to me by the Lord’s grace.
I scarcely can say how I came about it,
so intoxicated with weariness I was constrained
from the True Way I strayed with ill sense.
Of what hallowed one can preach,
recounting I will that was unveiled to me by the Lord’s grace.
I scarcely can say how I came about it,
so intoxicated with weariness I was constrained
from the True Way I strayed with ill sense.
Published 22nd Feb 2019
Author's Note
Here's the second submission of wordplay I did with Dante Alighieri's, The Inferno, from Canto 1, stanzas 3-4. I'm drafting a lengthier revision for a submission later today!
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