“ Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up interest wrinkles the soul. ”
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“ You lay a wreath on murdered Lincoln's bier, You, who with mocking pencil wont to trace, Broad for the self-complacent British sneer, His length of shambling limb, his furrowed face. ”
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