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The world, that grey-bearded and wrinkled profligate, decrepit, without being venerable.
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.
Grey
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World
Profligate
Bearded
Wrinkled
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Venerable
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