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The Inferno, Canto 12, lines 38-39: One cried from far: "Say to what pain ye come Condemn'd, who down this steep have journied?"

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The secret of the Sphinx.

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"O God of mercy!" heard I sung; (Canto XXV., line126)

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And in the boiling lake both well. (Canto XXII., line 139)

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Forthwith that image vile of Fraud appear'd. (Canto XVII., line 7)

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Here chanting I beheld those spirits sit (Canto VII., line 91)

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So I beheld united the bright school (Canto IV., line 89)

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The Dumb Man Possessed

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There I with little innocents abide, (Canto VII., line 31)

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Unceasing was the play of wretched hands, (Canto XIV., line 37)

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Made my bent knees and eye submissive pay Due reverence; (Canto I., line 57-58)

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They grappled him with more than hundred hooks. (Canto XXI., line 51)

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Jephthah Met By His Daughter

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The Agony In The Garden

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The Pharisee And The Publican

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The serpent fled; (Canto VIII., line 116)

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The Star In The East

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Joseph Making Himself Known To His Brethren

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while th' angelic shape A little over us his station took. (Canto XIX., lines 56-57)

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Esther Confounding Haman

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Raising Of The Daughter Of Jairus

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The Angel At The Sepulcher

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A widow at his bridle stood, attir'd (Canto X, line 74)

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I beheld myself, Sole with my lady, to more lofty bliss Translated (Canto XIV., lines 82-83)

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We through the broken rock ascended, (Canto IV., line 33)

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Whereof Eve tasted, and from it was ta'en 'this plant." (Canto XXIV., lines 128-129)

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Already on my temples beam'd the crown, (Canto VIII., line 71)

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Be to mine eyes the remedy (Canto XXVI., line 15)

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Hagar In The Wilderness

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Saul And David

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so drew Full more than thousand splendours towards us, (Canto V., line 106-107)

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The Cedars Destined For The Temple

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The Inferno, Canto 34, lines 133: Thus issuing we again beheld the stars.

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The Nativity

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The Resurrection Of Lazarus

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There stood I like the friar, (Canto XIX., line 10)

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A ladder, which my ken pursued in vain, (Canto XXI., line 29)

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Disdain not to instruct us who thou art." (Canto XXIII., line 94)

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he who gave the Pharisees Counsel, (Canto XXIII., lines 118-119)

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Of such skill appliance needs To medicine the wound, that healeth last. (Canto XXV., lines 140-141)

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The Disciples Plucking Corn On The Sabbath

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a panther, nimble, light, (Canto I., line 30)

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And, 'midst the wailing, (Canto XX., line 22)

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Thence issuing we again beheld the stars. (Canto XXXIV., line 133)

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Three nymphs (Canto XXIX., line 126)

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I, who now bid thee on this errand forth, Am Beatrice (Canto II., lines 70-71)

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Strict rein must in this place direct the eyes. A little swerving and the way is lost. (Canto XXV., lines122-123)

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Then heard I echoing on from choir to choir, (Canto XXVII., line 86)

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Ah! how they made them bound at the first stripe! (Canto XVIII., line 38)

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Here the brute Harpies make their nest. (Canto XIII., line 41)

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spirits, that toward us mov'd their steps, (Canto III., line 60)

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The Inferno, Canto 31, lines 133-135: Yet in th' abyss, That Lucifer with Judas low ingulfs, Lightly he plac'd us

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"Here I opened wide the door;" Darkness there, and nothing more.

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A lady young and beautiful, I dream'd, (Canto XXVII., line 105)

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I could not hear what terms he offer'd them, (Canto VIII., line 110)

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Onward he moved, I close his steps pursued. (Canto I., line 132)

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Thais is this, the harlot (Canto XVIII., line 130)

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behind the lid Of a great monument we stood retired. (Canto XI., lines 6-7)

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He, soon as he saw That I was weeping, answer'd (Canto I., lines 87-88)

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Shielded the harlot and the new-form'd brute. (Canto XXXII., line 164)

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The crust Came drawn from underneath in flakes (Canto XXIX., lines 79-80)

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The Inferno, Canto 6, lines 49-52: 'Thy city heap'd with envy to the brim, Ay that the measure overflows its bounds, Held me in brighter days. Ye citizens Were wont to name me Ciacco.'

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Then, fasting got The mastery of grief. (Canto XXXIII., lines 73-74)

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The Inferno, Canto 24, lines 89-92: Amid this dread exuberance of woe Ran naked spirits wing'd with horrid fear, Nor hope had they of crevice where to hide, Or heliotrope to charm them out of view.

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Now was the day departing, and the air, (Canto II., line 1)

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Only so far afflicted, that we life Desiring without hope. (Canto IV., lines 38-39)

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Along the banks and bottom of his course; (Canto V., line137)

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And one who watch'd, but spake not yet a word. (Canto IX, line 72)

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That on white forehead set a pearl as strong (Canto III., line 14)

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The Inferno, Canto 33, lines 73-74: Then fasting got The mastery of grief.

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'Surely,' said I, 'surely that is something at my window lattice;

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The Inferno, Canto 33, lines 62-63: Then, not to make them sadder, I kept down My spirit in stillness.

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