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Colors are the smiles of Nature. When they are extremely smiling, and break forth into other beauty besides, they are her laughs.

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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
Nature
Besides
Colors
Extremely
Forth
Laughing
Color
Laughs
Break
Smiles
Beauty
Smiling

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