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Toilers of Babylon
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The horse was very old, the caravan very dilapidated. As it was dragged slowly along the country roads it shook and creaked and wheezed, protesting, as it were, that it had performed its duty in life and that its long labors justly entitled it to permanent repose. The horse, with its burden behind it, had long ago given over complaining, and, although its plight was no less woful, was demonstrative only through physical compulsion. With drooping head, lustreless eyes, and laboring breath, it pl…
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  • Year: 2020
  • Pages: 304
  • ISBN-10: 3752337214
  • ISBN-13: 9783752337211
  • Format: 14.8 x 21 x 2.1 cm, minkšti viršeliai
  • Language: English
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The horse was very old, the caravan very dilapidated. As it was dragged slowly along the country roads it shook and creaked and wheezed, protesting, as it were, that it had performed its duty in life and that its long labors justly entitled it to permanent repose. The horse, with its burden behind it, had long ago given over complaining, and, although its plight was no less woful, was demonstrative only through physical compulsion. With drooping head, lustreless eyes, and laboring breath, it plodded on, with many a longing look at tempting morsels out of its reach.

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  • Author: B. L Farjeon
  • Publisher:
  • Year: 2020
  • Pages: 304
  • ISBN-10: 3752337214
  • ISBN-13: 9783752337211
  • Format: 14.8 x 21 x 2.1 cm, minkšti viršeliai
  • Language: English English

The horse was very old, the caravan very dilapidated. As it was dragged slowly along the country roads it shook and creaked and wheezed, protesting, as it were, that it had performed its duty in life and that its long labors justly entitled it to permanent repose. The horse, with its burden behind it, had long ago given over complaining, and, although its plight was no less woful, was demonstrative only through physical compulsion. With drooping head, lustreless eyes, and laboring breath, it plodded on, with many a longing look at tempting morsels out of its reach.

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