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When the sun shines on you, you see your friends. It requires sunshine to be seen by them to advantage!
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington
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Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington
Age: 59 †
Born: 1789
Born: September 1
Died: 1849
Died: June 4
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