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I bounded o'er the mountains, by the sides of the deep rivers, and the lonely streams, wherever nature led.

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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