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Our farmers round, well pleased with constant gain, like other farmers, flourish and complain.
George Crabbe
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George Crabbe
Age: 79 †
Born: 1754
Born: December 24
Died: 1834
Died: February 3
Entomologist
Medicine
Poet
Surgeon
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Aldeburgh
Suffolk
Gains
Farming
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Pleased
Wells
Complain
Well
Farmers
Like
Complaining
Round
Rounds
Gain
Flourish
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