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    Tuesday, 12 September 2017

    Beasts of England | George Orwell


    Beasts of England, Beasts of Ireland,
    Beasts of every land and clime,
    Hearken to my joyful tidings
    Of the Golden future time.
    Soon or late the day is coming,
    Tyrant Man shall be o'erthrown,
    And the fruitful fields of England
    Shall be trod by beasts alone.
    Rings shall vanish from our noses,
    And the harness from our back,
    Bit and spur shall rust forever,
    Cruel whips no more shall crack.
    Riches more than mind can picture,
    Wheat and barley, oats and hay,
    Clover, beans, and mangel-wurzels
    Shall be ours upon that day.
    Bright will shine the fields of England,
    Purer shall its waters be,
    Sweeter yet shall blow its breezes
    On the day that sets us free.
    For that day we all must labour,
    Though we die before it break;
    Cows and horses, geese and turkeys,
    All must toil for freedom's sake.
    Beasts of England, Beasts of Ireland,
    Beasts of every land and clime,
    Hearken well, and spread my tidings
    Of the Golden future time.
    ©George Orwell
    Animal farm

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