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Oh, children, growing up to be Adventurers into sophistry, Forbear, forbear to be of those That read the rood to learn the rose.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
Age: 58 †
Born: 1892
Born: February 22
Died: 1950
Died: October 19
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Blessed be Death, that cuts in marble What would have sunk to dust!
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That which has quelled me, lives with me, Accomplice in catastrophe.
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