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'"That is the ancient soul of wretched Myrrha"', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
Portrait of Dante Alighieri, (c1890).  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'In the midway of this our mortal life', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Scarce the ascent began', c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'A lion came, 'gainst me as it appear'd', c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'He, soon as he saw that I was weeping', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Onward he moved, I close his steps pursued', c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Now was the day departing', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'I, who now bid thee on this errand forth, am Beatrice', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'All hope abandon, ye who enter here', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'And, lo ! Towards us in a bark comes an old man', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'E'en in like manner Adam's evil brood', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Only so far afflicted, that we live desiring without hope', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'So I beheld united the bright school of him the monarch of sublimest song', c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'There Minos stands', c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'The stormy blast of hell with restless fury drives the spirits on', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Bard ! willingly I would address those two together coming', c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Love brought us to one death: Caina waits the soul, who split our life', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'In its leaves that day we read no more', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'I through compassion fainting, seem'd not far from death, c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Thy city heap'd with envy to the brim', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Then my guide, his palms expanding on the ground', c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Curs'd wolf ! Thy fury inward on thyself prey, and consume thee!', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Not all the gold, that is beneath the moon or ever hath been', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Now seest thou, son! The souls of those, whom anger overcame', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'To the gate he came, and with his wand touch'd it', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Soon as both embark'd, cutting the waves', c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'My teacher sage aware, thrusting him back', c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'I could not hear what terms he offer'd them', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'He answer thus return'd: "The arch-heretics are here"', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Mark thou each dire Erynnis', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'He, soon as there I stood at the tomb's foot, ey'd me a space', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'From the profound abyss, behind the lid of a great monument we stood retired', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Here the brute Harpies make their nest', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'"Haste now," the foremost cried, "now haste thee death!"', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'And there at point of the disparted ridge lay stretch'd the infamy of Crete', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'One cried from far: "Say to what pain ye come condemn'd"', c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'We to those beasts, that rapid strode along, drew near, when Chiron took an arrow forth', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'And straight the trunk exclaim'd, "Why pluck'st thou me?"', c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Unceasing was the play of wretched hands', c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
"Sir! Brunetto! And are ye here?", c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Forthwith that image vile of fraud appear'd'', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Ah! How they made them bound at the first stripe!', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
"Why greedily thus bendest more on me?", c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'New terror I conceived at the steep plunge', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Thais is this, the harlot', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'There stood I like the friar, that doth shrive a wretch for murder doom'd', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'This said, they grappled him with more than hundred hooks', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Be none of you outrageous', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'In pursuit he therefore sped, exclaiming; "Thou art caught"', c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'But the other proved a goshawk...and in the boiling lake both fell', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Scarcely had his feet reach'd to the lowest of the bed beneath', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Amid this dread exuberance of woe ran naked spirits wing'd with horrid fear', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
"Tuscan...disdain not to instruct us who thou art"', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
"That pierced spirit...was he who gave the Pharisees council", c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'The other two look'd on, exclaiming, "Ah! How dost thou change, Agnello!"', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'The guide, who mark'd how I did gaze attentive, thus began', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
"Now mark how I do rip me! lo! How is Mahomet mangled!"', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'Call thou to mind Piero of Medicina, if again returning', c1890.  Creator: Gustave Doré.
 
'One of Gustave Doré's Illustrations for The Ancient Mariner', c1870s,  (c1950). Creator: Gustave Doré.