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Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.

Edmund Spenser

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Edmund Spenser
Died: 1599
Died: January 13
Poet
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London
England
Edmund Spencer
None
Therefore
Sweet
Call
Make
Whilst
Time
Haste
Love
Prime
Passed

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