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They bore within their breasts the grief That fame can never heal- That deep, unutterable woe Which none save exiles feel.

William Edmondstoune Aytoun

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William Edmondstoune Aytoun
Age: 52 †
Born: 1813
Born: June 21
Died: 1865
Died: August 4
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