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Rise, household gods, and let us go; But whither I myself not know. First, let us dwell on rudest seas; Next, with severest savages; Last, let us make our best abode Where human foot as yet ne'er trod: Search worlds of ice, and rather there Dwell than in loathed Devonshire.

When I departed am, ring thou my knell, Thou pitiful and pretty Philomel: And when I'm laid out for a corse, then be Thou sexton, redbreast, for to cover me.

Both you two have Relation to the grave: And where The funeral-trump sounds, you are there,

I shall be made, Ere long, a fleeting shade: Pray, come And do some honour to my tomb.

Do not deny My last request; for I Will be Thankful to you, or friends, for me.