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Jane Seymour Fonda (born December 21, 1937) is an American actress, activist, and former fashion model. Recognized as a film icon, Fonda is the recipient of various accolades including two Academy Awards, two British Academy Film Awards, seven Golden Globe Awards, a Primetime Emmy Award, the AFI Life Achievement Award, the Golden Lion Honorary Award, the Honorary Palme d'Or, and the Cecil B. DeMille Award.Born to socialite Frances Ford Seymour and actor Henry Fonda, Fonda made her acting debut with the 1960 Broadway play There Was a Little Girl, for which she received a nomination for the Tony Award for Best Featured Actress in a Play, and made her screen debut later the same year with the romantic comedy Tall Story. She rose to prominence during the 1960s with the comedies Period of Adjus...
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Pamiezia: o yes the view ladies and audience applaud and laugh when jane fonda sagesse murder
Looseinla: az gov. hobbs' press secretary resigns after tweet suggesting gun violence against 'transphobes'
Stevedeaceshow: jane fonda on national television, yesterday's shooter in nashville, the wayne state professor....all either calling for or carrying out the murder of christians. there will be more. much more of this. are you awake yet? is your church? something wicked, this way comes.
Bettyboop_176: jane fonda should face consequences for her actions on the view and what she said do you agree?
Barbiesuej: absolutely 100,000 % agree with mtg! this transgender knew exactly what she was doing murdering these 3 precious children & adults. it is a domestic terrorist & a hate crime! hating & murdering christians was called out by jane fonda on the nasty hateful "the view!"
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Ballade Of The Midnight Forest
 by Andrew Lang

Still sing the mocking fairies, as of old,
Beneath the shade of thorn and holly-tree;
The west wind breathes upon them, pure and cold,
And wolves still dread Diana roaming free
In secret woodland with her company.
'Tis thought the peasants' hovels know her rite
When now the wolds are bathed in silver light,
And first the moonrise breaks the dusky grey,
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