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That's the wise thrush he sings each song twice over, lest you should think he never could recapture the first fine careless rapture!
Robert Browning
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Robert Browning
Age: 77 †
Born: 1812
Born: May 7
Died: 1889
Died: December 12
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That great brow And the spirit-small hand propping it.
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The ultimate, angels' law, Indulging every instinct of the soul There where law, life, joy, impulse are one thing!
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