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If the crop of any one year was all, a man would have to cut his throat every time it hailed.
— Wendell Berry
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The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed today, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleas'd to the last he crops the flow'ry food, And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
— Alexander Pope
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