Know'st Thou What Gray Methuselah |
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Know'st thou what gray Methuselah Pronounced when parting with this life? Man's born a slave, He dies a slave, And death will never tell him why He walked this lovely vale of tears, Suffered, wept, endured, and disappeared.
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