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Poetry has never brought me in enough money to buy shoestrings.

William Wordsworth

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William Wordsworth
Age: 80 †
Born: 1770
Born: April 7
Died: 1850
Died: April 23
Lyricist
Poet
Cockermouth
Cumbria
Wordsworth
Brought
Poetry
Money
Enough
Never

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