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Let us make hay while the sun shines.
Miguel de Cervantes
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Miguel de Cervantes
Age: 69 †
Born: 1547
Born: January 1
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
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Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
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Miguel de Cervantes y Saavedra
Miguel de Cervantes Cortinas
Miguel de Cervantes y Cortinas
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