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Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee CHAPTER IV VERSE 7
Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee CHAPTER IV VERSE 7
Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee CHAPTER IV VERSE 7

Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee CHAPTER IV VERSE 7

Artist (Canadian, born 1936)
Manufacturer
Date1961
Mediumengraving
DimensionsOverall: 38.1 x 30.5 cm (15 x 12 in.)
Image: 22.6 x 14.9 cm (8 7/8 x 5 7/8 in.)
Credit LineThe Mendel Art Gallery Collection at Remai Modern. Purchased 1968.
Object number1968.15.6.a,b
Classificationsprint
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