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Alas! for the rarity Of Christian charity Under the sun!
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One more Unfortunate, Weary of breath, Rashly importunate, Gone to her death! Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care; Fashion'd so slende…
With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread- Stitch! stitch! stit…
Oh bed! oh bed! delicious bed! That heaven upon earth to the weary head.
Work! work! work! While the cock is crowing aloof! And work-work-work, Till the stars shine through the roof!
Seem'd washing his hands with invisible soap In imperceptible water.
Oh, Men, with Sisters dear! Oh, Men, with Mothers and Wives! It is not linen you're wearing out, But human creatures' lives!
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease, No comfortable feel in any member- No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, n…
Oh, God! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap!
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