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Does not the passage of Moses and the Israelites into the Holy Land yield incomparably more poetic variety than the voyages of Ulysses or Aeneas?
Abraham Cowley
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Abraham Cowley
Age: 49 †
Born: 1618
Born: January 1
Died: 1667
Died: July 28
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Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!
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Why to mute fish should'st thou thyself discoverAnd not to me, thy no less silent lover?
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