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Some books are drenchèd sandsOn which a great soul's wealth lies all in heaps,Like a wrecked argosy.

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Alexander Smith
Age: 36 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 31
Died: 1867
Died: January 5
Poet
Cille Mheàrnaig
Lying
Soul
Book
Drench
Great
Heaps
Like
Wrecked
Lies
Wealth
Books

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