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“It is sad, no doubt, to exhaust one’s strength and one’s days cleaving the bosom of this jealous earth, which compels us to wring from it the treasures of its fertility, when a bit of the blackest and coarsest bread is, at the ending the day’s work, the sole recompense and sole profit attached to so arduous a toil”

George Sands: The Haunted Pool

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