Epilogue
Che son contenti nel fuoco
We are of those that Dante saw
Glad, for love’s sake, among the flames of hell,
Outdaring with a kiss all-powerful wrath;
For we have passed athwart a fiercer hell,
Through gloomier, more desperate circles
Than ever Dante dreamed:
And yet love kept us glad.





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