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Time sped. And the poet through sorrow Became like his suffering kind. Again he toiled over his poems To lighten the grief of his mind.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Age: 68 †
Born: 1850
Born: November 5
Died: 1919
Died: October 30
Author
Poet
Writer
Janesville
Wisconsin
Sorrow
Became
Poet
Toiled
Suffering
Sped
Kind
Lighten
Mind
Poems
Time
Appreciation
Like
Grief

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