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Truth that peeps Over the glass's edge when dinner's done.

Robert Browning

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Robert Browning
Age: 77 †
Born: 1812
Born: May 7
Died: 1889
Died: December 12
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London
England
Robert Barrett Browning
Browning
Glasses
Dinner
Truth
Done
Peeps
Edge
Glass
Edges

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