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The Inferno, Canto 34, lines 133: Thus issuing we again beheld the stars.

by Gustave Dore

The Inferno, Canto 34, lines 133: Thus issuing we again beheld the stars. - Gustave Dore
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English: "The Inferno, Canto 34, lines 133: Thus issuing we again beheld the stars." oil on Canvas, location: Private collection.
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Gustave Dore

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