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I wish, and I wish that the spring would go faster, Nor long summer bide so late And I could grow on like the foxglove and aster, For some things are ill to wait.

Jean Ingelow

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Jean Ingelow
Age: 77 †
Born: 1820
Born: March 17
Died: 1897
Died: July 20
Novelist
Poet
Writer
Boston
England
Orris
Waiting
Ill
Wish
Faster
Long
Wait
Things
Summer
Would
Spring
Like
Late
Bide
Grow
Asters
Grows
Impatience

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