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We are afraid that we have not lived. We are not afraid of dying.
Allen Tate
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Allen Tate
Age: 79 †
Born: 1899
Born: November 19
Died: 1979
Died: February 9
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Literary Critic
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Winchester
Kentucky
John Orley Allen Tate
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