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The joys of the evil flow away like a torrent.
Jean Racine
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Jean Racine
Age: 59 †
Born: 1639
Born: December 1
Died: 1699
Died: April 21
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Ferté-Milon (La)
Jean Baptiste Racine
Jean-Baptiste Racine
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