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Happy is the bride that the sun shines on.

Robert Herrick

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Robert Herrick
Age: 83 †
Born: 1591
Born: August 24
Died: 1674
Died: October 12
Poet
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London
England
Bride
Brides
Shines
Shining
Sun
Wise
Wisdom
Happy

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Learn this of me, where'er thy lot doth fall, Short lot, or not, to be content with all.
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Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry, Full and fair ones come and buy. If so be you ask me where They do grow, I answer: There, Where my Julia's lips do smile There's the land, or cherry-isle, Whose plantations fully show All the year where cherries grow.
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