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I confess freely to you, I could never look long upon a monkey, without very mortifying reflections.

William Congreve

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William Congreve
Age: 58 †
Born: 1670
Born: January 24
Died: 1729
Died: January 19
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Long
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Reflection
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Reflections
Look
Monkey
Without
Confess
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Monkeys

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