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When I have eaten mangoes, I have felt like Eve.

Rose Macaulay

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Rose Macaulay
Age: 77 †
Born: 1881
Born: April 1
Died: 1958
Died: October 30
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Rugby
Warwickshire
Emilie Rose Macaulay
Dame Emilie Rose Macaulay
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