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It is vain philosophy that supposes more causes than are exactly adequate to explain the phenomena of things.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Percy Bysshe Shelley
Age: 29 †
Born: 1792
Born: August 4
Died: 1822
Died: July 8
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