 Work, work, work! From weary chime to chime ; 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, As well as the weary hand.  Boston Monday lectures - Page 95by Joseph Cook - 1879Full view - About this book
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