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Simplicity Of Life, Even The Barest, Is Not A Misery, But The Very Foundation Of Refinement; A Sanded Floor And Whitewashed Walls And The Green Trees, And Flowery Meads, And Living Waters Outside; Or A Grimy Palace Amid The Same With A Regiment Of Housemaids Always Working To Smear The Dirt Together So That It May Be Unnoticed; Which, Think You, Is The Most Refined, The Most Fit For A Gentleman Of Those Two Dwellings?

As To The Garden, It Seems To Me Its Chief Fruit Is-blackbirds.

What I Mean By Socialism Is A Condition Of Society In Which There Should Be Neither Rich Nor Poor, Neither Master Nor Master's Man, Neither Idle Nor Overworked, Neither Brain­slack Brain Workers, Nor Heart­sick Hand Workers, In A Word, In Which All Men Would Be Living In Equality Of Condition, And Would Manage Their Affairs Unwastefully, And With The Full Consciousness That Harm To One Would Mean Harm To All - The Realisation At Last Of The Meaning Of The Word 'commonwealth.'

O Thrush, Your Song Is Passing Sweet, But Never A Song That You Have Sung Is Half So Sweet As Thrushes Sang When My Dear Love And I Were Young.