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But O the exceeding grace Of highest God, that loves his creatures so, And all his works with mercy doth embrace, That blessed angels, he sends to and fro, To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe.

Edmund Spenser

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Edmund Spenser
Died: 1599
Died: January 13
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London
England
Edmund Spencer
Blessed
Doth
Creatures
Angels
Highest
Wicked
Works
Mercy
Grace
Serve
Men
Loves
Exceeding
Angel
Foe
Embrace
Sends

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