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The chamber where the good man meets his fate Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven.

Edward Young

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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Upham
Hampshire
Beyond
Walks
Quite
Verge
Heaven
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Common
Chamber
Good
Virtuous
Men
Fate
Life
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