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I was shortly again at the castle, and the Princess gave me her hand to kiss and then brought her children, the young princes and princesses, and we played together, as if we had known each other for years.

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Max Muller
Age: 76 †
Born: 1823
Born: December 6
Died: 1900
Died: October 28
Educator
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Historian Of Religion
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Dessau-Rosslau
Friedrich Max Müller
F. M. M.
F. Max Müller
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