1st Gent. Our deeds are fetters that we forge ourselves.
2nd Gent. Ay, truly: but I think it is the world
That brings the iron.
George Eliot, Middlemarch (New York: Signet Classics, 1964), 36.
1st Gent. Our deeds are fetters that we forge ourselves.
2nd Gent. Ay, truly: but I think it is the world
That brings the iron.
George Eliot, Middlemarch (New York: Signet Classics, 1964), 36.
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