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A man is always afraid of a woman that loves him too much

John Gay

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John Gay
Age: 47 †
Born: 1685
Born: June 30
Died: 1732
Died: December 4
Librettist
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Barnstaple
Devon
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Afraid
Woman
Much
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Men

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