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For the sake of some things
That be now no more
I will strew rushes / On my chamber-floor, / I will plant bergamot / At my kitchen-door.
For the sake of dim things / That were once so plain / I will set a barrel / Out to catch the rain, / I will hang an iron pot / On an iron crane.
Many things be dead and gone / That were brave and gay; / For the sake of these things / I will learn to say, / "An it please you, gentle sirs," / "Alack!" and "Well-a-day!"