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“Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story; The days of our youth are the days of our glory; And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty.”

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Lord Byron
Lord Byron

Lord Byron, born on January 22, 1788, and died on April 19, 1824, was a prominent English Romantic poet. His poetry is characterized by its strong personality and passion, and has had a profound impact on literature. more

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