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[subtext -- intoned, thought, but not sung]
XXXIV.34
S'el fu sì bel com' elli è ora brutto
e contra 'l suo fattore alzò le ciglia,
ben dee da lui procedere ogne lutto.
Oh quanto parve a me gran maraviglia...

[If he was once as handsome as he now
is ugly and, despite that, raised his brows
against his Maker, one can understand
how every sorrow has its source in him.]

XXXIV.137
...tanto ch'i' vidi de le cose belle
che porta 'l ciel, per un pertrugio tondo.
E quindi uscimmo a riveder le stelle.

[...until I saw,
through a round opening, some of those things
of beauty Heaven bears. It was from there
that we emerged, to see -- once more -- the stars.]

Dante Alighieri, Inferno, 1307-08.
[English Trans. Allen Mandelbaum, NY: Bantam Books, 1982. Used as Fair Use]