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You'll find books from Europe and the US, poetry, prose, rare books, signed books, first editions, and more--all at really good prices. Every book is sent to its buyer wrapped in beautiful paper with an equally beautiful note card . . . you can buy holiday gifts from Artis Lingua Books and not even have to wrap them! Click here to take a peak.

Just added today: Stories of the French Artists: From Clouet to Delacroix, published in London in 1909; the first edition of poet John Berryman's beloved and famous book Love & Fame.

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Above illustration from Stories of the French Artists.

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jan said…
Incredible idea! Much success in this endeavor .. and all others!

jan

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