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Truth shines brightest thro' the plainest dress.
Wentworth Dillon, 4th Earl of Roscommon
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Wentworth Dillon, 4th Earl of Roscommon
Age: 48 †
Born: 1637
Born: January 1
Died: 1685
Died: January 18
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