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Seldom comes Glory till a man be dead.

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
Glory
Dead
Comes
Men
Seldom
Till

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