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I am Day;
I bring
Life and glory,
Love and pain:
Awake, arise! from death to
Through me the World's tale quickeneth.
William Morris
William Morris (24 March 1834 – 3 October 1896) was a British textile designer, poet, novelist, translator, and socialist activist associated wi
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