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Verse Sweetens Toil, However Rude The Sound; She Feels No Biting Pang The While She Sing
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Verse sweetens toil, however rude the sound;
She feels no biting pang the while she sings;
Nor, as she turns the giddy wheel around,
Revolves the sad vicissitudes of things.
-- Richard Gifford (1725-1807)
-- Contemplation
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