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Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home.

William Cowper

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William Cowper
Age: 68 †
Born: 1731
Born: November 26
Died: 1800
Died: April 25
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Berkhamsted
Hertfordshire
Pleasure
Home
Ever
Never
Roam
Fancy
Fantasy
Imagination

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