Publications of the Modern Language Association of America, 36 tomas

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Modern Language Association of America, 1921
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Vols. for 1921-1969 include annual bibliography, called 1921-1955, American bibliography; 1956-1963, Annual bibliography; 1964-1968, MLA international bibliography.

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