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Shakespeare is forever coming into our affairs -- putting in his oar, so to speak -- with some pat word or sentence.

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

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Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Age: 70 †
Born: 1836
Born: November 2
Died: 1907
Died: March 19
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New Hampshire
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