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How happy the lover, How easy his chain, How pleasing his pain, How sweet to discover He sighs not in vain.

John Dryden

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John Dryden
Age: 68 †
Born: 1631
Born: August 7
Died: 1700
Died: May 12
Hymnwriter
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
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Aldwincle
Northamptonshire
Life
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Vain
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Lovers
Sighs
Sweet
Pleasing
Happy
Sigh
Pain
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Lover

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