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Paltry affectation, strained allusions, and disgusting finery are easily attained by those who choose to wear them they are but too frequently the badges of ignorance or of stupidity, whenever it would endeavor to please.
Oliver Goldsmith
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Oliver Goldsmith
Age: 43 †
Born: 1730
Born: November 10
Died: 1774
Died: April 4
Dramaturge
Essayist
Literary Critic
Novelist
Physician
Physician Writer
Playwright
Poet
Polygraph
Theatrical Producer
Writer
Elphin
County Roscommon
Oliver Goldsmit
Doctor Goldsmith
Oliverio Goldsmith
Oliverus Goldsmith
Olver Goldsmith
Olivier Goldsmith
Dottor Golssmith
Tom Telescope
Solomon Winlove
James Willington
Author of the Vicar of Wakefield
Dr Goldsmith
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Allusion
Stupidity
Paltry
Whenever
Strained
Easily
Affectation
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Badges
Ignorance
Attained
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Allusions
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Finery
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