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I feel my sinews slackened with the fright, and a cold sweat trills down all over my limbs, as if I were dissolving into water.

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
Fear
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Feel
Sinews
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Dissolving
Fright
Limbs
Sweat
Cold
Water

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