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More
than
a
thousand
ruined
souls
I
saw
,
Thus
fleeing
from
before
one
who
on
foot
Was
passing
o'er
the
Styx
with
soles
unwet
.
From
off
his
face
he
fanned
that
unctuous
air
,
Waving
his
left
hand
oft
in
front
of
him
,
And
only
with
that
anguish
seemed
he
weary
.
Well
I
perceived
one
sent
from
Heaven
was
he
,
And
to
the
Master
turned
;
and
he
made
sign
That
I
should
quiet
stand
,
and
bow
before
him
.
Ah
!
how
disdainful
he
appeared
to
me
!
