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"I cannot remain here long. Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. I went at last when I had barely a shilling in my purse to a dramatic agent. And experience was slow in coming.
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