Entrance to FR42

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 mov’d:
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 endure.
All hope abandon ye who enter here.

Such characters in colour dim I mark’d
Over a portal’s lofty arch inscrib’d:
Whereat I thus: Master, these words import

The supposed inscription at the entrance to Hell. From Dante’s Divine Comedy. The translation into English by H.F.Cary is the origin for this English phrase, although he gave it as the less commonly used ‘All hope abandon ye who enter here’.

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