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Wit is the lightning of the mind, reason the sunshine, and reflection the moonlight.

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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