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There is in souls a sympathy with sounds.

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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Writer
Berkhamsted
Hertfordshire
Sounds
Souls
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Soul
Music
Unison
Sympathy

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