I apologise for being so irresponsible about reblogging Ernest’s letters. I’d give you an excuse, but I don’t have one. Here’s his Dante letter:
My Gentle Gentleman Theodor,
Reading Dante provides much nourishment for the mind – yet when beginning the course I admit it does take longer to chew. To break it up into digestible bits is a must – and so naturally I come to you for your thoughts on ideas encouraged in Canto I.
Quoting in a language I am not sure you have read Dante in, for I fear you despise your own tongue at times, we find ourselves beginning a journey:
And then a she-wolf showed herself; she seemed
to carry every craving in her leanness;
she had already brought despair to many.
The very sight of her so weighted me
with fearfulness that I abandoned hope
of ever climbing up that mountain slope.
Even as he who glories while he gains
will, when the time has come to tally loss,
lament with every thought and turn despondent,
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