On they went, those dim travelers under the lonely night, Through gloom and the empty halls of Death's… — Virgil
On they went, those dim travelers under the lonely night,
Through gloom and the empty halls of Death's ghostly realm,
like those who walk through woods by a grudging moon's
deceptive light.
Ibant obscuri sola sub nocte per umbram,
Perque domos Ditis vacuas et inania regna.
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