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We cannot heal the throbbing heart till we discern the wounds within.
George Crabbe
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George Crabbe
Age: 79 †
Born: 1754
Born: December 24
Died: 1834
Died: February 3
Entomologist
Medicine
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Surgeon
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Aldeburgh
Suffolk
Heart
Wounds
Till
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Emotional
Emotion
Within
Feelings
Throbbing
Cannot
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