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Drink wine, and live here blitheful while ye may The morrow's life too late is live to-day.

Robert Herrick

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Robert Herrick
Age: 83 †
Born: 1591
Born: August 24
Died: 1674
Died: October 12
Poet
Writer
London
England
Morrow
Wine
Late
Drink
May
Live
Life

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You say to me-wards your affection's strong Pray love me little, so you love me long.
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