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“An ordinary man can surround himself with two thousand books and thenceforward have at least one place in the world in which it is always possible to be happy.”

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Augustine Birrell
Augustine Birrell

Augustine Birrell was an Irish politician who served as the Chief Secretary to the Lord Lieutenant of Ireland. Born on January 19, 1850, he passed away on November 20, 1933. Birrell played a significant role in Irish politics, particularly during the movement for Irish home rule. more

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