ABSTRACT
When Dante, our poet of Florence, was exiled to Siena, one day when he was kneeling in the church of the Minor Friars before an altar in profound meditation, a certain man came up to him and accosted him, asking him some foolish questions.
When Dante, our poet of Florence, was exiled to Siena, one day when he was kneeling in the church of the Minor Friars before an altar in profound meditation, a certain man came up to him and accosted him, asking him some foolish questions.