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What will not luxury taste? Earth, sea, and air, Are daily ransack'd for the bill of fare. Blood stuffed in skins is British Christians' food, And France robs marshes of the croaking brood.

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John Gay
Age: 47 †
Born: 1685
Born: June 30
Died: 1732
Died: December 4
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