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What would a man do, if he were compelled to live always in the sultry heat of society, and could never bathe himself in cool solitude?

Nathaniel Hawthorne

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Nathaniel Hawthorne
Age: 59 †
Born: 1804
Born: July 4
Died: 1864
Died: May 18
Diplomat
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Salem
Massachusetts
Nathaniel Hathorne
Monsieur de l'Aubépine
N. H.
Heat
Men
Solitude
Cool
Society
Live
Sultry
Always
Bathe
Never
Compelled
Would

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