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The stiff rails were softened to swan's-down, and still fluttered down the snow.
James Russell Lowell
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James Russell Lowell
Age: 72 †
Born: 1819
Born: February 22
Died: 1891
Died: August 12
Diplomat
Essayist
Journalist
Literary Critic
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Cambridge
Massachusetts
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