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Well I sup and well I dine, When I drink my frolic wine.

Robert Herrick

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Robert Herrick
Age: 83 †
Born: 1591
Born: August 24
Died: 1674
Died: October 12
Poet
Writer
London
England
Drink
Wells
Well
Frolic
Dine
Wine

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