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A winning wave, (deserving note.) In the tempestuous petticote, A careless shoe-string, in whose tye I see a wilde civility,-- Doe more bewitch me than when art Is too precise in every part.

Robert Herrick

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Robert Herrick
Age: 83 †
Born: 1591
Born: August 24
Died: 1674
Died: October 12
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London
England
Shoes
Deserving
Whose
String
Winning
Careless
Art
Precise
Tempestuous
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Strings
Apparel
Doe
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Wilde
Every
Wave
Civility
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