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This garden has a soul, I know its moods.

Leigh Hunt

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Leigh Hunt
Age: 74 †
Born: 1784
Born: October 19
Died: 1859
Died: August 28
Autobiographer
Journalist
Literary Critic
Poet
Translator
Southgate
London
James Henry Leigh Hunt
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The very greatest genius, after all, is not the greatest thing in the world, any more than the greatest city in the world is the country or the sky. It is the concentration of some of its greatest powers, but it is not the greatest diffusion of its might. It is not the habit of its success, the stability of its sereneness.
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Those who have lost an infant are never, in a way, without an infant.
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If you are ever at a loss to support a flagging conversation, introduce the subject of eating.
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The last excessive feelings of delight are always grave.
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Oh for a seat in some poetic nook, Just hid with trees and sparkling with a brook!
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