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Ring out your bells! Let mourning show be spread! For Love is dead.
Philip Sidney
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Philip Sidney
Age: 31 †
Born: 1554
Born: November 30
Died: 1586
Died: October 17
Diplomat
Military Personnel
Novelist
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Kent
England
Sir Philip Sidney
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