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O Winter, ruler of the inverted year!

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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Inverted
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Winter
Year

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