Fugitive Poetry. 1600–1878/A Rhapsody

A Rhapsody.

As I walked by myself, I said to myself,
And myself said again to me,
Look to thyself, take care of thyself,
For nobody cares for thee;
Then said I to myself, and thus answered myself,
With the self-same repartee,
Look to thyself, or look not to thyself,
'Tis the self-same thing to me.