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He was exhaled his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.

John Dryden

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John Dryden
Age: 68 †
Born: 1631
Born: August 7
Died: 1700
Died: May 12
Hymnwriter
Literary Critic
Playwright
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Translator
Aldwincle
Northamptonshire
Creator
Sun
Dying
Morning
Death
Exhaling
Spirit
Exhaled
Great
Dew
Drew

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