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The secret heart is fair devotion's temple there the saint, even on that living altar, lights the flame of purest sacrifice, which burns unseen, not unaccepted.
Hannah More
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Hannah More
Age: 88 †
Born: 1745
Born: February 2
Died: 1833
Died: September 7
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