James Gates Percival was a British poet born on September 15, 1795, and died on May 2, 1856. Known for his lyrical and narrative poetry, Percival held a significant place in 19th-century British literature.
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“How awful is that hour when con, science stings.”
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Source: The Poetical Works of James Gates Percival: With a Biographical Sketch
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Source: The poetical works of James Gates Percival
“The thundering voice that wrings, in one dark, damning moment, crimes of years!”
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“There are moments of life that we never forget, which brighten and brighten as time steals away.”