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I cannot raise my worth too high Of what vast consequence am I! Not of the importance you suppose, Replies a Flea upon his nose Be humble, learn thyself to scan Know, pride was never made for man.

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
Never
Importance
Nose
Men
Pride
Noses
Worth
Vast
High
Raise
Scan
Upon
Suppose
Replies
Learn
Raises
Flea
Cannot
Humble
Fleas
Made
Consequence
Thyself

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