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“On the west portal, that is, the public face of the church, the archivolt has a striking collection of fifty two human heads: at the top of the arch, beneath a labarum, the faces are severe, but on either side they become progressively more grotesque and tormented, apparently because they are farther from God, perhaps even damned.”

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Book:The New Knighthood: A History of the Order of the Temple
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