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“What if thou be saint or sinner, Crooked gray-beard, straight beginner,-- Empty paunch, or jolly dinner, When Death thee shall call. All like are rich or richer, King with crown, and cross-legged stitcher, When the grave hides all.”

Quote by Richard Watson Gilder

Book:LYRICS AND OTHER POEMS,

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LYRICS AND OTHER POEMS,

This book is a compilation of poems that explore a range of emotional and thematic expressions, showcasing the beauty and depth of the poetic form. more

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Richard Watson Gilder

Richard Watson Gilder was an American poet, born on February 8, 1844, and died on November 18, 1909. Gilder is known for his poetic works, which are deeply influenced by Romanticism, and often explore themes of nature, love, and philosophical musings on life. more

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