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I loved you when love was Spring, and May, Loved you when summer deepened into June, and now when autumn yellows all the leaves.

Vita Sackville-West

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Vita Sackville-West
Age: 70 †
Born: 1892
Born: March 9
Died: 1962
Died: June 2
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Gardener
Horticulturist
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Knole House
Knole
Lady Victoria Sackville-West
Victoria Mary Sackville-West
Lady Nicolson
Victoria Sackville-West
Victoria Mary Sackville-West
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May
Deepened
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June
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