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Each must in virtue strive for to excel That man lives twice that lives the first life well.

Robert Herrick

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Robert Herrick
Age: 83 †
Born: 1591
Born: August 24
Died: 1674
Died: October 12
Poet
Writer
London
England
Men
Strive
Life
Virtue
Lives
Wells
Firsts
Well
First
Excel
Must
Twice

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