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A little saint best fits a little shrine, A little prop best fits a little vine, As my small cruse best fits my little wine.

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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Shrine
Wine
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Small
Vine
Littles
Shrines
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Vines
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Props
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