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How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, whom I may whisper, solitude is sweet.

William Cowper

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William Cowper
Age: 68 †
Born: 1731
Born: November 26
Died: 1800
Died: April 25
Hymnwriter
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Berkhamsted
Hertfordshire
Loneliness
Solitude
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Sweet
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Grant
Stills
Retreat
Still
Grants
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