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Sin let loose speaks punishment at hand.
William Cowper
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William Cowper
Age: 68 †
Born: 1731
Born: November 26
Died: 1800
Died: April 25
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Hertfordshire
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There goes the parson, oh illustrious spark! And there, scarce less illustrious, goes the clerk.
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Th' embroid'ry of poetic dreams.
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With spots quadrangular of diamond form, ensanguined hearts, clubs typical of strife, and spades, the emblems of untimely graves.
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How various his employments whom the world Calls idle and who justly in return Esteems that busy world an idler too!
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Slaves cannot breathe in England if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
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An epigram is but a feeble thing - With straw in tail, stuck there by way of sting.
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