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Off Cape Horn there are but two kinds of weather, neither one of them a pleasant kind.
John Masefield
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John Masefield
Age: 88 †
Born: 1878
Born: June 1
Died: 1967
Died: May 12
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County of Herefordshire
John Edward Masefield
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