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Man's wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.

Edmund Spenser

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Edmund Spenser
Died: 1599
Died: January 13
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London
England
Edmund Spencer
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State
States
Men
Wretched
Fades
Fresh
Evening

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