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For His Bounty, There Was No Winter In 't; An Autumn 't Was That Grew The More By Reaping.
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For his bounty,
There was no winter in 't; an autumn 't was
That grew the more by reaping.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra
-- Act v, Sc. 2
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Mechanic slaves With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers.
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