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Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours For one lone soul another lonely soul, Each choosing each through all the weary hours, And meeting strangely at one sudden goal, Then blend they, like green leaves with golden flowers, Into one beautiful and perfect whole And life's long night is ended, and the way Lies open onward to eternal day.

Edwin Arnold

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Edwin Arnold
Age: 72 †
Born: 1831
Born: June 10
Died: 1904
Died: March 24
Journalist
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Sir Edwin Arnold
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