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“Not foliage green, but of a fusk colour,
Not branches smooth, but gnarled and intertangled
not apple-tress were there, but thorns with poison.”
― Dante Alighieri, Inferno

“and there the stories
Of martyrs awed, as Spagnoletto tainted
His brush with all the blood of all the sainted.”
― George Gordon Byron