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...whence the pen Was shaped, that traced the lives of these good men, Dropt from an angel's wing .... O, could we copy their mild virtues, then What joy to live, what blessedness to die." So high was the opinion of the great Lord Bacon of the attainments of George Herbert, that he submitted...

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