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O cold ! O shivery ! It was your ambrosial beauty. Forget, forgive. Kismet. Let me off this once.

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James Joyce
Age: 58 †
Born: 1882
Born: February 2
Died: 1941
Died: January 13
Author
Father
Journalist
Literary Critic
Novelist
Poet
Prosaist
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James Augustine Aloysius Joyce
Kismet
Climbing
Forgive
Forgiving
Cold
Beauty
Forget
Ambrosial

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