There are very few lines of centuries old poetry that even in translation, hold a secret sway over the minds of modern readers. Dante’s the Divine Comedy begins with such a line.
The long poem full of moral judgement and the circles of hell, begins with the poet Virgil lost in a deep forest . But giving it even more power is the additional detail that the calamity of being so lost is happening in the middle age of the Poet. So much for the wisdom that comes with age. It is the depths of the forest that hold sway …and they do not respect the vanity of humankind.