| And there in a boat that came heading towards us |
| Was an old man, his hair snow-white with age, |
| Raging and bawling, ‘Woe to you, wicked spirits! |
| O never hope to see the heavenly skies! |
| I come to bring you to the other shore, |
| To eternal darkness, to the fire and ice. |
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From Dante’s Inferno Canto III, The Divine Comedy |
Ravenna, Italy
Graffiti Goose 