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Nor will I then thy modest grace forget, Chaste Snow-drop, venturous harbinger of Spring, And pensive monitor of fleeting years!

William Wordsworth

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William Wordsworth
Age: 80 †
Born: 1770
Born: April 7
Died: 1850
Died: April 23
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Cockermouth
Cumbria
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Modest
Drop
Snow
Snowdrops
Spring
Pensive
Grace
Harbinger
Forget
Monitor
Years
Chaste
Fleeting

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