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But he sleeps on the top of his mast with his eyes closed tight. The gull inquired into his dream, which was, I must not fall. The spangled sea below wants me to fall. It is hard as diamonds it wants to destroy us all.
Elizabeth Bishop
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Elizabeth Bishop
Age: 68 †
Born: 1911
Born: February 8
Died: 1979
Died: October 6
Essayist
Poet
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University Teacher
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Worcester
Massachusetts
Elisabeth Bishop
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