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“This signior is sound, safe, ready, and dumb As ever was candle, carrot, or thumb; Then away with these nasty devices, and show How you rate the just merits of Signior Dildo.”

Quote by John Wilmot

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The Complete Poems

This volume encompasses a wide array of poems, showcasing the poet's entire body of work, including various styles and themes. more

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John Wilmot
John Wilmot

John Wilmot, born on April 1, 1647, and died on July 26, 1680, was a renowned poet in 17th-century England. His poetry, known for its bold themes and unique style, is considered one of the most controversial figures in English literary history. more

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