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Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing.
Kenneth Grahame
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Kenneth Grahame
Age: 73 †
Born: 1859
Born: March 8
Died: 1932
Died: July 6
Film Writer
Novelist
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Edinburgh
Scotland
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Lowly
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Monkeys who very sensibly refrain from speech, lest they should be set to earn their livings.
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He had got down to the bones of it, and they were fine and strong and simple.
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