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On the neck of the young man sparkles no gem so gracious as enterprise. Youth condemns maturity condones.

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Amy Lowell
Age: 51 †
Born: 1874
Born: February 9
Died: 1925
Died: May 12
Poet
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Brookline
Massachusetts
Amy Lawrence Lowell
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