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��XXXVI. FAREWELL.
HPIE the strings to my life, my Lord,
Then I am ready to go ! Just a look at the horses Rapid ! That will do !
Put me in on the firmest side,
So I shall never fall ; For we must ride to the Judgment,
And it 's partly down hill.
But never I mind the bridges.
And never I mind the sea ; Held fast in everlasting race
By my own choice and thee.
Good-by to the life I used to live, And the world I used to know ;
And kiss the hills for me, just once ; Now I am ready to go !
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