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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.

Abraham Cowley

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Abraham Cowley
Age: 49 †
Born: 1618
Born: January 1
Died: 1667
Died: July 28
Essayist
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Country
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Palaces

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