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O for the gentleness of old Romance, the simple planning of a minstrel's song!

John Keats

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John Keats
Age: 25 †
Born: 1795
Born: October 31
Died: 1821
Died: February 23
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Minstrel
Minstrels
Gentleness
Planning
Romance
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