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“The unmerciful man is most certainly an unblessed man. His sympathies are all dried up; he is afflicted with a chronic jaundice, and lives timidly and darkly in a little, narrow rat-hole of distrust.”

Quote by Edwin Hubbel Chapin

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Edwin Hubbel Chapin

Edwin Hubbel Chapin was an American poet recognized for his romantic and patriotic verse. Born on December 29, 1814, in New York, he spent much of his life in the Midwest, particularly in Illinois and Indiana. His poetry often reflected his love for nature and his country, with works that included both individual and collective experiences. He passed away on December 26, 1880. more

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