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Not Chaos, not the darkest pit of lowest Erebus, nor aught of blinder vacancy, scooped out by help of dreams - can breed such fear and awe as fall upon us often when we look into our Minds, into the Mind of Man.

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
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Awe
Often
Lowest
Blinder
Fall
Chaos
Scooped
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Minds
Aught
Dream
Dreams
Vacancy
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Mind
Pits
Men
Fear

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