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We are more prone to murmur at the punishment of our faults than to lament them.
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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