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Learn this of me, where'er thy lot doth fall, Short lot, or not, to be content with all.

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
Contentment
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Short
Learn
Fall
Doth

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