• Through me you pass into the city of woe: Through me you pass into eternal pain: Through me among the people lost for aye. Justice the founder of my fabric moved: To rear me was the task of power divine, Supremest wisdom, and primeval love. Before me things create were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I shall endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.

    Dante Alighieri (1846). “The vision; or Hell, Purgatory, and Paradise, tr. by H.F. Cary. With notes”, p.18