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Still may syllables jar with time, Still may reason war with rhyme, Resting never!

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Ben Jonson
Age: 65 †
Born: 1572
Born: June 21
Died: 1637
Died: August 6
Actor
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Writer
City of Westminster
Benjamin Jonson
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Resting
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Syllables
Reason
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