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The luxury of doing good surpasses every other personal enjoyment.

John Gay

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John Gay
Age: 47 †
Born: 1685
Born: June 30
Died: 1732
Died: December 4
Librettist
Playwright
Poet
Writer
Barnstaple
Devon
Surpasses
Enjoyment
Luxury
Personal
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Every
Good

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