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With a tale, forsooth, he cometh unto you with a tale which holdeth children from play, and old men from the chimney corner.

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Philip Sidney
Age: 31 †
Born: 1554
Born: November 30
Died: 1586
Died: October 17
Diplomat
Military Personnel
Novelist
Poet
Politician
Kent
England
Sir Philip Sidney
Unto
Corner
Tales
Corners
Forsooth
Play
Cometh
Children
Chimney
Men
Chimneys
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