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A man renowned for repartee will seldom scruple to make free with friendship's finest feeling, will thrust a dagger at your breast, and say he wounded you in jest, by way of balm for healing.

William Cowper

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William Cowper
Age: 68 †
Born: 1731
Born: November 26
Died: 1800
Died: April 25
Hymnwriter
Poet
Poet Lawyer
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Berkhamsted
Hertfordshire
Friendship
Jest
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Thrust
Scruple
Free
Breast
Repartee
Feelings
Wounded
Dagger
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Finest
Renowned
Make
Breasts
Balm
Men
Seldom
Scruples
Healing
Daggers

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