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in his judgement, do not move their arms quick 

 enough. — The bailiff receives an order, at the hay 

 feafon, to turn out all the people of the efrate ? i. e. 

 not to fuffer even the little children, who have fcarcely 

 more ftrength than to enable them to go alone, to re- 

 main at home * but all to be taken to work in the fields. 

 Some of my readers may perhaps be inclined to think, 

 to hope at Ieaft, that I exaggerate. But, let people 

 vifit them as I have done. As that probably may not 

 be convenient, let them hear the language of thefe 

 poor human creatures in the fongs of their own com- 

 poling, the reprefentations which they make of it, 

 their feelings, which they are forced at the time to 

 confine within their hearts — and then, if they affirm 

 the contrary, I will willingly fubmit to the reproach of 

 not having adhered to the truth. 



So long the hay-making lafb, 

 Till the grafs is all mown down. 

 So long muft we ted the fwathes 

 Till the weeds are all away, 

 Till the fabines are raked off, 

 While the ftack is not yet made. — 

 Ah ! 'tis better to live in the bottomlefs pit, 

 More happy to be unhappy in hell, 

 Than to belong to our farm ; 

 Before fun-rife we are already at work, 

 By moon -light the hay muft be cocked, 

 After fun-fet We muft frill be working. 

 The oxen feed while under the yoke, 

 The poor geldings are always in the team., 

 The labourer ftands on pointed flicks, 



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