“And in the while it was begunne A light, as though it were a sunne, Fro heven Into the place come Where that he toke his christendome, And ever amonge the holy tales Lich as they weren fisches scales They fellen from him now and efte, Till that there was nothing belefte Of all this grete maladie.”

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Montefeltro was in the Franciscan monastery at Assisi. ↩

See note 408 . Dante calls the town Penestrino from its Latin name Praeneste. ↩