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All that in this world is great or gay, Doth, as a vapor, vanish and decay.

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Edmund Spenser
Died: 1599
Died: January 13
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London
England
Edmund Spencer
Decay
Gay
Great
World
Vapor
Vanish
Doth
Mortality

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