Dante and Ariosto
If Dante breathes on me his awful breath,
I rise and go; but I am sad as death —
I go; but, turning, who is that I see?
I whisper: — — Ariosto, wait for me! —
I rise and go; but I am sad as death —
I go; but, turning, who is that I see?
I whisper: — — Ariosto, wait for me! —
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