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Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.

Abraham Cowley

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Abraham Cowley
Age: 49 †
Born: 1618
Born: January 1
Died: 1667
Died: July 28
Essayist
Playwright
Poet
Prosaist
the City
Wretched
Solitary
Loves
Company
Life

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