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The Inferno, Canto 18, lines 130-132: Thais is this, the harlot, whose false lip Answerd her doting paramour that askd, Thankest me much!
English: "The Inferno, Canto 18, lines 130-132: Thais is this, the harlot, whose false lip Answerd her doting paramour that askd, Thankest me much!" oil on Canvas, location: Private collection.
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Gustave Dore
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