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I sing the cycle of my country's year,
I sing the tillage, and the reaping sing,
Classic monotony, that modes and wars
Leave undisturbed, unbettered, for their best
Was born immediate, of expediency.

— Vita Sackville-West The Land (1926)

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Forget not bees in winter, though they sleep.

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