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To His Book [Go Thou Forth, My Book, Though Late]
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Go thou forth, my book, though late,
Yet be timely fortunate.
It may chance good luck may send
Thee a kinsman or a friend,
That may harbour thee, when I
With my fates neglected lie.
If thou know’st not where to dwell,
See, the fire’s by.–Farewell!