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I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die.
Bayard Taylor
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Bayard Taylor
Age: 53 †
Born: 1825
Born: January 11
Died: 1878
Died: December 19
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And the wind that saddens, the sea that gladdens, Are singing the selfsame strain.
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