“Bravely you jog along with the rope of class distinction drawing closer, close, tighter, tighter around you… I see it and know it, but I cannot help you… I am only an unnecessary, little, bush commoner, I am only a – woman.” MILES, FRANKLIN – My Brilliant Career

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SURE never yet was antelope
Could skip so lightly by.
Stand off, or else my skipping-rope
Will hit you in the eye.
How lightly Whirls the skipping-rope !
How fairy-like you fly !
Go, get you gone, you muse and mope –
I hate that silly sigh.
Nay, dearest, teach me how to hope,
Or tell me how to die.
There, take it, take my skipping-rope,
And hang yourself thereby.

 

Alfred Lord Tennyson
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