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Time Has Touched Me Gently In His Race, And Left No Odious Furrows In My Face.
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Time has touched me gently in his race,
And left no odious furrows in my face.
-- George Crabbe (1754-1832)
-- Tales of the Hall, Book xvii, The Widow
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