DANTE’S PURGATORIO.
“What aileth thee, that still thou look’st to earth?”
Began my leader; while the angelic shape
A little over us his station took.
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“What aileth thee, that still thou look’st to earth?”
Began my leader; while the angelic shape
A little over us his station took.
45
Canto xix., lines 51