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To have to die is a distinction of which no man is proud.

Alexander Smith

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Alexander Smith
Age: 36 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 31
Died: 1867
Died: January 5
Poet
Cille Mheàrnaig
Dies
Death
Men
Distinction
Proud

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