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Music alone with sudden charms can bind The wand'ring sense, and calm the troubled mind.

William Congreve

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William Congreve
Age: 58 †
Born: 1670
Born: January 24
Died: 1729
Died: January 19
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Calm
Wands
Alone
Charms
Sense
Bind
Music
Troubled
Mind
Ring
Sudden
Charm
Rings
Wand

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