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Time draweth wrinkles in a fair face, but addeth fresh colors to a fast friend, which neither heat, nor cold, nor misery, nor place, nor destiny, can alter or diminish
John Lyly
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John Lyly
Died: 1606
Died: November 18
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Kent
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