Thou shall know by experience how salt the savor is of others' bread, and how sad a path it is to climb and descend another's stairs.

Through me you go into a city of weeping; through me you go into eternal pain; through me you go amongst the lost people

Conscience, that boon companion who sets a man free under the strong breastplate of innocence, that bids him on and fear not.

Through me the way into the suffering city, Through me the way to the eternal pain, Through me the way that runs among the lost. Justice urged on my high artificer; My maker was divine authority, The highest wisdom, and the primal love. Before me nothing but eternal things were made, And I endure eternally. Abandon every hope, ye who enter here.

The glory of Him who moves everything penetrates through the universe, and is resplendent in one part more and in another less.

...ma gia volgena il mio disio e'l velle si come rota ch'igualmente e mossa, l'amor che move: i sole e l'altre stelle ...as a wheel turns smoothtly, free from jars, my will and my desire were turned by love, The love that moves the sun and the other stars.

All hope abandon, ye who enter here!