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But fate ordains that dearest friends must part.

Edward Young

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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Upham
Hampshire
Goodbye
Fate
Friends
Part
Ordains
Must
Dearest
Bye
Parting
Farewell

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