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Of man's first disobedience, and the fruit/Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste/Brought death into the world, and all our woe,/With loss of Eden, till one greater Man/Restore us, and regain the blissful seat,/Sing heavenly muse

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John Milton
Age: 65 †
Born: 1608
Born: December 9
Died: 1674
Died: November 8
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