Dante Alighieri
I love your Florence
I remembered you
And your divine comedy
That itself is divine
Purity and sanctity.
You are remembered
For ever by all
And where is your
Beatrice your love
Really for Beatrice
I am also in distress
And grief.
With Beatrice you enjoy
The hell the heaven
And also the earth
I know you optimist
You wanted everyone
To follow the path of
Right conduct.
Rightly you have
Declared vanity
Hatred laziness greed
All as sins
O giant, I salute you
As you appealed
For Mother and mother-tongue.
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