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A man does not plant a tree for himself he plants it for posterity.

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Alexander Smith
Age: 36 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 31
Died: 1867
Died: January 5
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Cille Mheàrnaig
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Doe
Men
Posterity
Plants
Plant
Tree

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Good-humor and, generosity carry day with the popular heart all the world over.
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Stirling, like a huge brooch, clasps Highlands and Lowlands together.
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A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.
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Eternity doth wear upon her face the veil of time. They only see the veil, and thus they know not what they stand so near!
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