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Riches have wings, and grandeur is a dream.

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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Berkhamsted
Hertfordshire
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Without one friend, above all foes, Britannia gives the world repose.
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A fretful temper will divide the closest knot that may be tied, by ceaseless sharp corrosion a temper passionate and fierce may suddenly your joys disperse at one immense explosion.
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I am out of humanity's reach.I must finish my journey alone,Never hear the sweet music of speechI start at the sound of my own.
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Whoever keeps an open ear For tattlers will be sure to hear The trumpet of contention.
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Oh to have a lodge in some vast wilderness. Where rumors of oppression and deceit, of unsuccessful and successful wars may never reach me anymore.
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Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home.
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Detested sport, That owes its pleasures to another's pain.
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Skins may differ, but affection Dwells in white and black the same.
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