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And hast thou sworn on every slight pretence, Till perjuries are common as bad pence, While thousands, careless of the damning sin, Kiss the book's outside, who ne'er look'd within?
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
Every
Thou
Hast
Sin
Slight
Outside
Oath
Within
Careless
Damning
Common
Kiss
Pence
Look
Thousands
Perjury
Book
Till
Pretence
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