Thy city heap-d with envy to the brim held me in brighter days Gustave Dore (1832-1883)

Gustave Dore – Thy city heap-d with envy to the brim held me in brighter days

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Gustave Dore - Cain and Abel offering their sacrifices

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Gustave Dore - Bard willingly I would address those two together coming which seem so light before the wind

Gustave Dore - Love brought us to one death Caina waits the soul who spilt our life

Gustave Dore - Thy city heap-d with envy to the brim held me in brighter days. Ye citizens were wont to name me Ciacco

Gustave Dore - Now seest thou son. The souls of those whom anger overcame

Gustave Dore - Soon as both embark-d cutting the waves goes on the ancient prow more deeply than with others it is wont

Gustave Dore - My teacher sage aware thrusting him back -Away down there to th- other dogs-

Gustave Dore - I could not hear what terms he offer-d them but they conferr-d not long

Gustave Dore - Here you see the bloodthirsty Erynnies- he said

Gustave Dore - To the gate he came and with his wand touch-d it whereat open without impediment it flew

Gustave Dore - We got closer to these agile monsters

Gustave Dore - It is here where the hideous Harpies build their nests

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