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NOW that I've nearly done my days, / And grown too stiff to sweep or sew, / I sit and think, till I'm amaze, / About what lots of things I know: / Things as I've found out one by one -- / And when I'm fast down in the clay, / My knowing things and how they're done / Will all be lost and thrown away.
There's things, I know, as won't be lost, / Things as folks write and talk about: / The way to keep your roots from frost, / And how to get your ink spots out.