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This is the month, and this the happy morn, wherein the Son of heaven's eternal King, of wedded Maid and Virgin Mother born, our great redemption from above did bring.

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