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For all that faire is, is by nature goodThat is a signe to know the gentle blood.

Edmund Spenser

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Edmund Spenser
Died: 1599
Died: January 13
Poet
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London
England
Edmund Spencer
Faire
Gentle
Blood
Beauty
Nature
Good

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