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If dirt were trumps, what hands you would hold!

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Charles Lamb
Age: 59 †
Born: 1775
Born: February 10
Died: 1834
Died: December 27
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Writer
London
England
Hands
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Trumps
Dirt
Hold
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