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I do not call the sod under my feet my country but language-religion-government-blood-identity in these makes men of one country.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Age: 61 †
Born: 1772
Born: October 21
Died: 1834
Died: July 25
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