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All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.

Edmund Spenser

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Edmund Spenser
Died: 1599
Died: January 13
Poet
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London
England
Edmund Spencer
Immortal
Appreciation
Gratitude
Joyfulness
Garden
Thankfulness
Grows
Cheerfulness
Happiness
Delightful
Happy
Cheer
Bliss

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