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What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?

Abraham Cowley

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Abraham Cowley
Age: 49 †
Born: 1618
Born: January 1
Died: 1667
Died: July 28
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Who lets slip fortune, her shall never find: Occasion once past by, is bald behind.
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