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That realm is never long in quiet, where the ruler is a soldier.
John Webster
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John Webster
Age: 56 †
Born: 1578
Born: January 1
Died: 1634
Died: January 1
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Oh, yes, thy sins Do run before thee to fetch fire from hell, To light thee thither.
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