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...! My labor never flags ; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust of bread — and rags : A shattered roof — and this naked floor — A table...Work — work — work ! As prisoners work, for crime ! Band, and gusset, and seam, Seam, and gusset, and band, Till the heart is sick and the brain benumbed,...

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