Through me you pass into the city of woe: Through me you pass into eternal pain: Through me among the people lost for aye. Justice the founder of my fabric moved: To rear me was the task of power divine, Supremest wisdom, and primeval love. Before me things create were none, save things. Eternal, and eternal I shall endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
Dante AlighieriAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: italian
- Born: June 1, 1265
- Died: September 14, 1321