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| 9 | 650 | It was hard for me even to View more quotes about carry">carry water to the fields, struggling under the great wooden yoke over my shoulders, with its attached buckets. |
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| 9 | 647 | It was not my fault! I was perhaps beautiful, but beauty availed nothing when one felt the weight of the plow at one's back and knew that behind you the master was lifting his whip. |
| 9 | 648 | Thurnus was disappointed in my weakness. |
| 9 | 649 | I chopped down angrily at the ground with the hoe. |
| 9 | 650 | It was hard for me even to carry water to the fields, struggling under the great wooden yoke over my shoulders, with its attached buckets. |
| 9 | 651 | Sometimes I fell, spilling the water. |
| 9 | 652 | And I was slow. |
| 9 | 653 | The other girls, who were my friends, did parts of my heavier work and I, in turn, did much of the lighter work which was theirs. |