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Charles GounodCharles François Gounod (born June 17, 1818, died October 18, 1893) was a French composer, best known for his opera Faust[?].Gounod was born in Paris and learnt music with his mother as a child. He entered the Paris Conservatoire where he studied under Fromental Halévy[?]. He won the Prix de Rome in 1839 for his cantata Ferdinand. He subsequently went to Italy where he studied the music of Palestrina. Gounod wrote his first opera in 1851, but had no great success until Faust (1859), based on the poem by Goethe. This remains his best known work, although the opera Roméo et Juliette[?] (based on the Shakespeare play), premiered in 1867, is also performed and recorded quite frequently. Later in his life, Gounod wrote mainly religious music. Gounod died in 1893 in Saint-Cloud[?] in France. together in the middle of the boat, getting out of snarls. And at last,
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