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Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on seas and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.

John Muir

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John Muir
Age: 76 †
Born: 1838
Born: April 21
Died: 1914
Died: December 24
Author
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Botanist
Conservationist
Ecologist
Engineer
Essayist
Explorer
Geologist
Glaciologist
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Mountaineer
Naturalist
J. Muir
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Turn
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Turns
Islands
Gloaming

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