Appeared to me with laden and living boughs
Another apple-tree, and not far distant,
From having but just then turned thitherward.
People I saw beneath it lift their hands,
And cry I know not what towards the leaves,
Like little children eager and deluded,
Who pray, and he they pray to doth not answer,
But, to make very keen their appetite,
Holds their desire aloft, and hides it not
Purgatorio, Canto XXIV, 103-111
Discourse on Gluttony
- Gula (Gluttony) by Ilias Ermenidis
- "Death by Turkish Delight"