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When love could teach a monarch to be wise, And gospel-light first dawn'd from Bullen's eyes.

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Thomas Gray
Age: 54 †
Born: 1716
Born: December 26
Died: 1771
Died: July 30
Literary Critic
Poet
London
England
Eyes
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Light
Monarch
Firsts
Monarchs
First
Dawn
Love
Gospel
Wise
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