And when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And asleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me must be heard of, say, I taught thee.
Out of this nettle - danger - we pluck this flower - safety.
Thanks, sir; all the rest is mute.
Thus may poor fools Belive false teachers.
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