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  ...the corn, and our own board is empty. We have chains, though no eye beholds them; and are slaves, though men call us free.'
'Is it so with all?' he asked,
'It is so with all,' answered the weaver, 'with the young as well as with the old, with the women as well as with the men, with the little children as well as with those who are stricken in years. The merchants grind us down, and we must needs do their bidding. The priest rides by and tells his beads, and no man has care of us. Through our sunless lanes creeps Poverty with her hungry eyes, and Sin with his sodden face follows close behind her. Misery wakes us in the morning and Shame sits with us at night.   But what are these things to thee? Thou art not one of us. Thy face is too happy.' And he turned away scowling, and threw the shuttle across the loom, and the young King saw that it was threaded with a thread of gold.
And a great terror seized upon him, and he said to the weaver, 'What robe is this that thou art weaving?'
'It is the robe for the coronation of the young King,' he answered; 'what is that to thee?'
And the young King gave a loud cry and woke, and lo! he was in...   Wilde, Oscar

Excerpt from A House of Pomegranates · This quote is about despair · Search on Google Books to find all references and sources for this quotation.

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