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Thus would I double my life's fading spaceFor he that runs it well, runs twice his race.

Abraham Cowley

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Abraham Cowley
Age: 49 †
Born: 1618
Born: January 1
Died: 1667
Died: July 28
Essayist
Playwright
Poet
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the City
Life
Twice
Thus
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Fading
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