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The Deluge
| Artist: | Gustave Dore |
| Title: | The Deluge |
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N e x t p a i n t i n g s:
The Destruction of Sodom | 
The Enigma 1871 | 
The Expulsion of Hagar | 
The Fairy Festival | 
The Inferno, Canto 10, lines 40-42: He, soon as there I stood at the tomb’s foot,/ Ey’d me a space, then in disdainful mood/ Address’d me: “Say, what ancestors were thine?” | 
The Inferno, Canto 11, lines 6-7: From the profound abyss, behind the lid/ Of a great monument we stood retir’d | 
The Inferno, Canto 12, lines 11-14: and there/ At point of the disparted ridge lay stretch’d/ The infamy of Crete, detested brood/ Of the feign’d heifer | 
The Inferno, Canto 12, lines 38-39: One cried from far: “Say to what pain ye come/ Condemn’d, who down this steep have journied?” |
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