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Take thou of me, sweet pillowes, sweetest bed A chamber deafe of noise, and blind of light, A rosie garland and a weary hed.

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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
Noise
Thou
Bed
Garland
Blind
Rosie
Sweet
Garlands
Sleep
Sweetest
Light
Chamber
Take
Weary

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