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To sigh, yet feel no pain To weep, yet scarce know why To sport an hour with Beauty's chain, Then throw it idly by.
Charles Lamb
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Charles Lamb
Age: 59 †
Born: 1775
Born: February 10
Died: 1834
Died: December 27
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
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London
England
Beauty
Weep
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Chains
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Throw
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To pile up honey upon sugar, and sugar upon honey, to an interminable tedious sweetness.
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For thy sake, tobacco, I would do anything but die.
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