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The earth was all before me. With a heart Joyous, nor scared at its own liberty, I look about and should the chosen guide Be nothing better than a wandering cloud, I cannot miss my way.

William Wordsworth

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William Wordsworth
Age: 80 †
Born: 1770
Born: April 7
Died: 1850
Died: April 23
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Cockermouth
Cumbria
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Heart
Missing
Cloud
Way
Liberty
Guide
Cannot
Wander
Earth
Guides
Better
Chosen
Look
Clouds
Nothing
Miss
Wandering
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Scared
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