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“If all the earth were paper white / And all the sea were ink / 'Twere not enough for me to write / As my poor heart doth think.”

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John Lyly
John Lyly

John Lyly, born in 1553, was an influential English writer of the Renaissance period. Known for his plays and prose, he is considered one of the pioneers of English drama. more

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