“Thou unrelenting Past!
Strong are the barriers round thy dark domain,
And fetters, sure and fast,
Hold all that enter thy unbreathing reign.”

— William Cullen Bryant

The Past http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16341/16341-h/16341-h.htm#page143, st. 1 (1828)

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American romantic poet and journalist 1794–1878

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