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There are nettles everywhere, but smooth, green grasses are more common still the blue of heaven is larger than the cloud.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Age: 55 †
Born: 1806
Born: March 6
Died: 1861
Died: June 30
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Durham
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Elizaveta Barrett Brauning
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