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Temptations hurt not, though they have accesse Satan o'ercomes none but by willingnesse.

Robert Herrick

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Robert Herrick
Age: 83 †
Born: 1591
Born: August 24
Died: 1674
Died: October 12
Poet
Writer
London
England
Temptations
Satan
Temptation
None
Hurt
Though

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