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Now came still evening on and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad: Silence accompanied for beast and bird, They to they grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale.

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