id	author	title	date	pages	extension	mime	words	sentence	flesch	summary	cache	txt
1001	Dante Alighieri	Divine Comedy, Longfellow's Translation, Hell			.txt	text/plain	38463	1547	78	Now go, for one sole will is in us both, Thou Leader, and thou Lord, and Master thou. Cord never shot an arrow from itself That sped away athwart the air so swift, As I beheld a very little boat Come o'er the water tow'rds us at that moment, Under the guidance of a single pilot, Who shouted, Now art thou arrived, fell soul? Phlegyas, Phlegyas, thou criest out in vain For this once, said my Lord; thou shalt not have us Longer than in the passing of the slough.	cache/1001.txt	txt/1001.txt
