Faeries come

“Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,
For I would ride with you upon the wind,
Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,
And dance upon the mountains like a flame.”
― W.B. Yeats, The Land of Heart’s Desire, overlooking Italy from San Marino

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The boat that came heading towards us

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.

From Dante’s Inferno Canto III, The Divine Comedy

Ravenna, Italy

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