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How are we to write The Russian novel in America As long as life goes so unterribly?
Robert Frost
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Robert Frost
Age: 88 †
Born: 1874
Born: March 26
Died: 1963
Died: January 29
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San Francisco County
California
Robert Lee Frost
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