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The spider's most attenuated thread Is cord, is cable, to man's tender tie On earthly bliss it breaks at every breeze.

Edward Young

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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Upham
Hampshire
Every
Breeze
Attenuated
Men
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Thread
Cords
Breaks
Spider
Bliss
Cable
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Spiders
Happiness
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