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For books are as meats and viands are some of good, some of evil sub-stance.

John Milton

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John Milton
Age: 65 †
Born: 1608
Born: December 9
Died: 1674
Died: November 8
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Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipp'd stocks and stones.
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And some are fall'n, to disobedience fall'n, And so from Heav'n to deepest Hell O fall From what high state of bliss into what woe!
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