The Written Word #27

‘In war,’ answered the weaver, ‘the strong make slaves of the weak, and in peace the rich make slaves of the poor. We must work to live, and they give us such mean wages that we die. We toil for them all day long, and they heap up gold in their coffers, and our children fade away before their time, and the faces of those we love become hard and evil. We tread out the grapes, and another drinks the wine, We sow the corn, and our own board is empty. We have chains, though no eye beholds them, and are slaves, though men call us free.’

Oscar Wilde in The Canterville Ghost, The Happy Prince and Other Stories

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