SCHMIED (François-Louis). "It is I who am Ulysses". Wood from p. 81 of volume I …
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SCHMIED (François-Louis).

"It is I who am Ulysses". Wood from p. 81 of volume I (about 200 x 125 mm, on sight).

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SCHMIED (François-Louis).

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