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Quote by Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton

“Let youth cherish sleep, the happiest of earthly boons, while yet it is at its command; for there cometh the day to all when "neither the voice of the lute nor the birds" shall bring back the sweet slumbers that fell on their young eyes as unbidden as the dews.”

Quote by Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton

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Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton
Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton

British novelist known for his historical novels and Gothic tales, famous for works such as 'Peveril of the Peak' and 'Evelyn Hope'. more

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