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Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
Abraham Cowley
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Abraham Cowley
Age: 49 †
Born: 1618
Born: January 1
Died: 1667
Died: July 28
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Sleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces, and yet so humble too as not to scorn the meanest country cottages.
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Gold begets in brethren hate Gold in families debate Gold does friendship separate Gold does civil wars create.
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