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Poetry is emotion recollected in tranquillity.

William Wordsworth

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William Wordsworth
Age: 80 †
Born: 1770
Born: April 7
Died: 1850
Died: April 23
Lyricist
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Cockermouth
Cumbria
Wordsworth
Tranquillity
Poetry
Emotion
Recollected

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