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Ay, on the shores of darkness there is a light, and precipices show untrodden green there is a budding morrow in midnight there is triple sight in blindness keen.

John Keats

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John Keats
Age: 25 †
Born: 1795
Born: October 31
Died: 1821
Died: February 23
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Physician
Poet
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Morrow
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Blindness
Precipices
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Midnight
Untrodden
Shore
Budding
Sight
Triple
Precipice
Green
Shores
Darkness

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