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The discovery of a grey hair when you are brushing out your whiskers of a morning - first fallen flake of the coming snows of age - is a disagreeable thing.

Alexander Smith

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Alexander Smith
Age: 36 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 31
Died: 1867
Died: January 5
Poet
Cille Mheàrnaig
Discovery
Snows
Coming
Whiskers
Hair
Flakes
Morning
Brushing
Age
Disagreeable
Firsts
Grey
First
Fallen
Thing
Snow
Flake

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