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Who lives to Nature, rarely can be poor who lives to fancy, never can be rich.

Edward Young

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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Upham
Hampshire
Poor
Lives
Nature
Never
Rarely
Fancy
Rich

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