As Phantoms Frighten Beasts When Shadows Fall.

From A Little Spark May Burst A Flame.

Be As A Tower Firmly Set; Shakes Not Its Top For Any Blast That Blows.

One Ought To Be Afraid Of Nothing Other Then Things Possessed Of Power To Do Us Harm, But Things Innoucuous Need Not Be Feared.

There Is In Hell A Place Stone-built Throughout, Called Malebolge, Of An Iron Hue, Like To The Wall That Circles It About.

In The Middle Of The Journey Of Our Life I Came To Myself Within A Dark Wood Where The Straight Way Was Lost.