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Revolution
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56 Revolution I. A refugee says, It is autumn, and time to hatch the nits left in the blankets, last spring. A few days later: a hairpin in the side of a louse: a sign, they say, that the suffering will cease. II. The traces of a road where laborers spread loads of gravel thinned with sleet: I would have thought they were hoping for spring, but while it was cold, they said, the sleet lightened the work. III. When I stopped to admire the farmer’s deer, he said, I only keep them in winter, when snow lengthens the fence-posts. IV. They said I was a musician, until my parents assured them: his bow is broken and the pony’s tail is cropped. ...