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Fame has only the span of the day, they say. But to live in the hearts of people-that is worth something.

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Ouida
Age: 69 †
Born: 1839
Born: January 1
Died: 1908
Died: January 25
Novelist
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Bury St Edmunds
Suffolk
Marie Louise de la Ramée
Marie Louise Ramé
Marie Louise de la Ramee
Marie Louise Rame
Span
Hearts
Fame
Worth
Live
Heart
Something
People

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