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The first act's doubtful, but we say, it is the last commends the play.

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
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Well I sup and well I dine, When I drink my frolic wine.
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Outdid the meat, outdid the frolic wine.
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You say to me-wards your affection's strong Pray love me little, so you love me long.
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Some asked me where the rubies grew, And nothing I did say But with my finger pointed to The lips of Julia.
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Whatever comes, let's be content withal: Among God's blessings there is no one small.
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Men are suspicious prone to discontent: Subjects still loathe the present Government.
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Let wealth come in by comely thrift, And not by any sordid shift 'T is haste Makes waste Extremes have still their fault. Who gripes too hard the dry and slipp'ry sand, Holds none at all, or little, in his hand.
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