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She hurried at his words, beset with fears, For there were sleeping dragons all around.

John Keats

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John Keats
Age: 25 †
Born: 1795
Born: October 31
Died: 1821
Died: February 23
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Physician
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Sleeping
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Around
Beset
Hurried
Dragons

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