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Life is a breathing-space between two eternities, a holiday with appalling realities behind and before.
Louise Imogen Guiney
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Louise Imogen Guiney
Age: 59 †
Born: 1861
Born: January 7
Died: 1920
Died: November 2
Essayist
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Roxbury
Boston
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