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With curious art the brain, too finely wrought, Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought.

Charles Churchill

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Charles Churchill
Died: 1764
Died: November 4
Poet
Writer
City of Westminster
Art
Preys
Thought
Finely
Wrought
Prey
Curiosity
Curious
Destroyed
Brain

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