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The conquer'd, also, and enslaved by war, Shall, with their freedom lost, all virtue lose.

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John Milton
Age: 65 †
Born: 1608
Born: December 9
Died: 1674
Died: November 8
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Freedom
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Also
Tyranny
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Virtue
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