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Robert W Service - My HouseRobert W Service - My House
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I have a house I`ve lived in long: I can`t recall my going in. `Twere better bartered for a song Ere ruin, rot and rust begin. When it was fresh and fine and fair, I used it with neglect, I fear; But now I husband it with care And cherish it form year to year. Oh do not put it to the flame When I have gone, but let the dust, The honest earth from which it came, Reclaim it as is only juts. For when at last I close the door, And turn the key and go away, I deed my house forever more To silence, sleep and slow decay. My house is old beyond repair, And soon I must abandon it, A poor ghost, seeking everywhere To find a home as fine and fit; But if I win domain divine Wherein eternally to dwell, I`ll not forget, O Body Mine! Life home of Me, I`ve loved you well.
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