I Made My Own House Be My

Honor Is The Greatest Poet.

O Foolish Anxiety Of Wretched Man, How Inconclusive Are The Arguments Which Make Thee Beat Thy Wings Below!

To Get Back Up To The Shining World From There My Guide And I Went Into That Hidden Tunnel, And Following Its Path, We Took No Care To Rest, But Climbed: He First, Then I-so Far, Through A Round Aperture I Saw Appear Some Of The Beautiful Things That Heaven Bears, Where We Came Forth, And Once More Saw The Stars.

...ma Gia Volgena Il Mio Disio E'l Velle Si Come Rota Ch'igualmente E Mossa, L'amor Che Move: I Sole E L'altre Stelle ...as A Wheel Turns Smoothtly, Free From Jars, My Will And My Desire Were Turned By Love, The Love That Moves The Sun And The Other Stars.

The Infernal Storm, Eternal In Its Rage, Sweeps And Drives The Spirits With Its Blast; It Whirls Them, Lashing Them With Punishment. When They Are Swept Back Past Their Place Of Judgment Then Come The Shrieks, Laments, And Anguished Cries; There They Blaspheme God's Almighty Power.