Who is Tiffany Dis Alighieri?
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 mov’d:
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 endure.
Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch’intrate.Such characters in colour dim I mark’d
Over a portal’s lofty arch inscrib’d:
Whereat I thus: Master, these words import.
