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Fly from wrath sad be the sights and bitter fruits of war a thousand furies wait on wrathful swords.

Edmund Spenser

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Edmund Spenser
Died: 1599
Died: January 13
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London
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Edmund Spencer
Thousand
Sights
Waiting
Fury
War
Fruits
Wrath
Bitter
Fruit
Wrathful
Wait
Furies
Sight
Swords

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