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Against diseases here the strongest fence is the defensive vertue, Abstinence.
Robert Herrick
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Robert Herrick
Age: 83 †
Born: 1591
Born: August 24
Died: 1674
Died: October 12
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London
England
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Conquer we shall, but, we must first contend! It's not the fight that crowns us, but the end.
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In prayer the lips ne'er act the winning part, Without the sweet concurrence of the heart.
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So when or you or I are made A fable, song, or fleeting shade All love, all liking, all delight Lies drowned with us in endless night. Then while time serves, and we are but decaying Come, my Corinna, come, let's go a Maying.
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