[V.1415] And the fault, I think, lies chiefly … [became desirable], the sons of soil, with nothing on their back, // … worked with massive patterns in gold thread, // … is ever labouring in vain, // And fretting … has its measure; // There's a point beyond … Life so far from shore, // And stirred …
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