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The covetous man never has money. The prodigal will have none shortly.

Ben Jonson

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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
Covetous
Prodigal
Prodigals
Shortly
None
Money
Never
Men

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