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Non isperate mai veder lo cielo:i' vegno per menarvi a l'altra rivane le tenebre etterne, in caldo e 'n gelo.
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O mortal men, be wary of how ye judge.
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L'esperîenzadi questa dolce vita.
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The purpose of the whole the Comedy and of this portion the Paradiso is to remove those who are living in this life from the state of wretchedness, and to lead them to the state of blessedness.
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When we encountered a band of souls coming along the barrier, and each was gazing at us in the evening people gaze at one another under the new moon.
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Ché cima di giudicio non s'avvallaperché foco d'amor compia in un puntociò che de' sodisfar chi qui s'astalla.
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In that book which is my memory, On the first page of the chapter that is the day when I first met you, Appear the words, ‘Here begins a new life’.
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In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight way was lost.
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Love hath so long possessed me for his own And made his lordship so familiar.
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Come, follow me, and leave the world to its babblings.
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Che l'arte vostra quella, quanto puote,Segue, come il Maestro fa il discente,Sì che vostr'arte a Dio quasi è nipote.
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Capo ha cosa fatta.
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Lo pianto stesso lì pianger non lascia,e 'l duol che truova in su li occhi rintoppo,si volge in entro a far crescer l'ambascia.
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La notte che le cose ci nasconde.
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Will cannot be quenched against its will.
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The more a thing is perfect, the more it feels pleasure and likewise pain.
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Love, who insists that love shall mutual be, Link'd me to him with charm strong as our fates; Even now it leaves me not, as thou dost see.
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The only fit reply to a fit request is silence and the fact.
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For she doth make my veins and pulses tremble.
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Do ye not comprehend that we are worms born to bring forth the angelic butterfly that flieth unto judgment without screen?
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Give unto us this day the daily manna Without which, in this desert where we dwell, He must go backward who would most advance.
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The heaven that rolls around cries aloud to you while it displays its eternal beauties, and yet your eyes are fixed upon the earth alone.
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The more perfect a thing is, the more susceptible to good and bad treatment it is.
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Incontanente intesi e certo fuiche questa era la setta d'i cattivia Dio spiacenti e a' nemici sui.