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Fair is the marigold, for pottage meet.

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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Poet
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Barnstaple
Devon
Fairs
Fair
Meet
Pottage
Marigolds

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