Dante, by Donald Michael Thomas He did not return, even after his death, to /
That ancient city he was rooted in. /
Going away, he did not pause for breath /
Nor look back. My ...
Dante, by Judith Hemschemeyer Il mio bel San Giovanni. /
Dante
Even after his death he did not return /
To his ancient Florence. /
To the one who, leaving, did not look back...
Dante, by Larissa Shmailo Il mio bel San Giovanni – Dante
Even after death, he did not return /
To his old Florence. /
Leaving, he did not look back; /
I sing this song ...