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The most despairing songs are the most beautiful, and I know some immortal ones that are pure tears.
Alfred de Musset
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Alfred de Musset
Age: 46 †
Born: 1810
Born: December 11
Died: 1857
Died: May 2
Chess Composer
Dramatist
Librarian
Novelist
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Poet
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Paris
France
Alfred Louis Charles de Musset-Pathay
Alfred De Musset
Louis Charles Alfred Musset
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Alfred Louis Charles de Musset
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