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Music might tame and civilize wild beasts, but 'tis evident it never yet could tame and civilize musicians.

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
Never
Beasts
Evident
Musicians
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Music
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