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Youth is not rich in time it may be poor Part with it as with money, sparing pay No moment but in purchase of its worth, And what it's worth, ask death-beds they can tell.

Edward Young

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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
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Upham
Hampshire
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Beds
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Youth
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