I've a Friend, over the sea;
I like him, but he loves me.
It all grew out of the books I write;
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There may be heaven, there must be hell; Meantime, there is our earth here-well! Fantastic summation of a great poem.
At 1st, she tells us about him, who slaughtered you, who would be her nurse. And 2nd, she turns into him, who follows Dante, who invites her to the ball. Who is HE? Who is SHE? What is YOU?