The Inferno, Canto 34, lines 20-21: Lo! he exclaimd, lo Dis! and lo the place, Where thou hast need to arm thy heart with strength. -
Gustave Dore
The Inferno, Canto 5, lines 105-106: 'Love brought us to one death: Caina waits The soul, who spilt our life.' -
Gustave Dore
The Inferno, Canto 5, lines 134-135: 'In its leaves that day We read no more.' -
Gustave Dore
The Inferno, Canto 5, lines 137-138: I through compassion fainting, seemd not far From death, and like a corpse fell to the ground. -
Gustave Dore
The Inferno, Canto 5, lines 72-74: 'Bard! willingly I would address those two together coming, Which seem so light before the wind.' -
Gustave Dore
The Inferno, Canto 6, lines 24-26: Then my guide, his palms Expanding on the ground, thence filled with earth Raisd them, and cast it in his ravenous maw. -
Gustave Dore
The Inferno, Canto 6, lines 49-52: 'Thy city heapd with envy to the brim, Ay that the measure overflows its bounds, Held me in brighter days. Ye citizens Were wont to name me Ciacco.' -
Gustave Dore
The Inferno, Canto 7, lines 118-119: Now seest thou, son! The souls of those, whom anger overcame. -
Gustave Dore
The Inferno, Canto 7, lines 65-67: Not all the gold, that is beneath the moon, Or ever hath been, of these toil-worn souls Might purchase rest for one. -
Gustave Dore
The watermill - Octavius Thomas Clark
Cornish Headlands - William Trost Richards
Italian Landscape - Roger Eliot Fry
Aerial View of Madrid from the Plaza de Toros - Alfred Guesdon
A View of London Taken from Greenwich Park - Robert the Elder Havell
Lime Kilns in a River Landscape - Jan van Goyen
Rape of Proserpina - Diacinto Fabbroni
Westminster Hall and Abbey - (after) Gendall, John
The Return from the Harvest - Rosa Bonheur