"Cocytus is the deep pool that you see,The swamp of Styx beyond, the infernal powerBy which the gods take oath and fear to break it.All in the nearby crowd you notice hereAre pauper souls, the souls of the unburied.Charon's the boatman. Those the water bearsAre souls of buried men. He may not take themShore to dread shore on the hoarse currents thereUntil their bones rest in the grave, or tillThey flutter and roam this side a hundred years;They mar have passage then, and may returnTo cross the deeps they long for."
(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)
Monday, September 28, 2009
The Aeneid - pg. 171
Labels: Publius Vergilius Maro
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