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Lived in his saddle, loved the chase, the course, And always, ere he mounted, kiss'd his horse.

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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Poet Lawyer
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Berkhamsted
Hertfordshire
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Courses
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Course
Saddles
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Chase
Kiss
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