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What childishness is it that while there's breath of life in our bodies, we are determined to rush to see the sun the other way around?
Elizabeth Bishop
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Elizabeth Bishop
Age: 68 †
Born: 1911
Born: February 8
Died: 1979
Died: October 6
Essayist
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University Teacher
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Worcester
Massachusetts
Elisabeth Bishop
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