“Even in the meanest sorts of Labor, the whole soul of a man is composed into a kind of real harmony the instant he sets himself to work.”

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1820s, Critical and Miscellaneous Essays (1827–1855)

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Scottish philosopher, satirical writer, essayist, historian… 1795–1881

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