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That age is best which is the first When youth and blood are warmer.

Robert Herrick

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Robert Herrick
Age: 83 †
Born: 1591
Born: August 24
Died: 1674
Died: October 12
Poet
Writer
London
England
Blood
Age
Best
Rosebuds
Firsts
Warmer
First
Springtime
April
Spring
Youth

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