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When one by one our ties are torn, and friend from friend is snatched forlorn when man is left alone to mourn, oh! then how sweet it is to die!
Anna Letitia Barbauld
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Anna Letitia Barbauld
Age: 81 †
Born: 1743
Born: June 20
Died: 1825
Died: March 9
Essayist
Literary Critic
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Leicestershire
England
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