CANTO I. CANTO II. CANTO III. CANTO IV. CANTO V. CANTO VI. CANTO VII. CANTO VIII. CANTO IX. CANTO X. CANTO XI. CANTO XII. CANTO XIII. CANTO XIV. CANTO XV. CANTO XVI. CANTO XVII. CANTO XVIII. CANTO XIX. CANTO XX. CANTO XXI. CANTO XXII. CANTO XXIII. CANTO XXIV. CANTO XXV. CANTO XXVI. CANTO XXVII. CANTO XXVIII. CANTO XXIX. CANTO XXX. CANTO XXXI. CANTO XXXII. CANTO XXXIII. CANTO XXXIV. In the midway of this our mortal life, I found me in a gloomy wood, astray Gone from the path direct: and e’en to tell It were no easy task, how savage wild That forest, how robust and rough its growth, Which to remember only, my dismay Renews, in bitterness not far from death. Yet to discourse of what there good…
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