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Art quickens nature care will make a face Neglected beauty perisheth apace.

Robert Herrick

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Robert Herrick
Age: 83 †
Born: 1591
Born: August 24
Died: 1674
Died: October 12
Poet
Writer
London
England
Art
Nature
Care
Apace
Make
Quickens
Neglected
Beauty
Face
Faces

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