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But hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity.

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
Humanity
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Still
Music
Oftentimes
Hearing

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