Maxioms by Dante Alighieri
Heaven wheels above you, displaying to you her eternal glories, and still your eyes are on the ground
Heaven wheels above you, displaying to you her eternal glories, and still your eyes are on the ground
O conscience, upright and stainless, how bitter a sting to thee is a little fault!
O conscience, upright and stainless, how bitter a sting to thee is a little fault!
O conscience, upright and stainless, how bitter a sting to thee is a little fault!.
O conscience, upright and stainless, how bitter a sting to thee is a little fault!.
In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight read more
In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight way was lost.
In the middle of the road of my life I awoke in the dark wood where the true way was read more
In the middle of the road of my life I awoke in the dark wood where the true way was wholly lost
