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I would rather be remembered by a song than by a victory.

Alexander Smith

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Alexander Smith
Age: 36 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 31
Died: 1867
Died: January 5
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Cille Mheàrnaig
Victory
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Rather
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Would
Remembered

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