I do work, and I must work.

And even if I only get to Casterbridge by midnight I must begin work there at eight to-morrow morning.

Yes, het or wet, blow or snow, famine or sword, my day's work to-morrow must be done.' 'Poor man! Then, in spite o' seeming, you be worse off than we ?' replied the shepherd's wife.
''Tis the nature of my trade, men and maidens.

'Tis the nature of my trade more than my poverty.

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