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The future... seems to me no unified dream but a mince pie, long in the baking, never quite done

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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Upham
Hampshire
Quite
Literature
Future
Dream
Seems
Mince
Done
Baking
Long
Unified
Never
Pie

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