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EPITAPH ON A VAGABOND
- CARELESS I lived, accepting day by day
- The lavish benison of sun and rain,
- Watching the changing seasons pass away
- And come again.
- Now the great harvester has stilled my breath;
- In this cold house I neither hear nor see.
- Though in my life I never thought of death,
- Death thought of me.
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