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Man, through all ages of revolving time, Unchanging man, in every varying clime, Deems his own land of every land the pride, Beloved by heaven o'er all the world beside Home, the spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest.

Elizabeth Gaskell

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Elizabeth Gaskell
Age: 54 †
Born: 1810
Born: September 29
Died: 1865
Died: January 12
Biographer
Novelist
Writer
London
England
Author of Mary Barton
Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell
Elizabeth Cleghorn Stevenson
Mrs. Gaskell
née Stevenson
Earth
Ages
Blest
Home
Spots
Supremely
Every
Beloved
Revolving
Men
Pride
Varying
Time
Rest
Sweeter
World
Land
Unchanging
Clime
Age
Beside
Deems
Heaven
Spot
Dearer

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