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Portrait of Thomas Hardy Thomas Hardy The Return of the Native — Book 3… (1878)

I wished I was dead for hours after, but I don't mind now."
"I have come to clean away these cobwebs," said Yeobright. "Would you like to help me--by high-class teaching? We might benefit them much."
"I don't quite feel anxious to. I have not much love for my fellow-creatures. Sometimes I quite hate them."
"Still I think that if you were to hear my scheme you might take an interest in it. There is no use in hating people--if you hate anything, you should hate what produced them."
"Do you mean Nature? I hate her already. But I shall be glad to hear your scheme at any time."
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Portrait of Thomas Hardy Thomas Hardy The Return of the Native — Book 3… (1878)

On an evening such as this Yeobright descended into the Blooms-End valley from beside that very pool, where he had been standing with another person quite silently and quite long enough to hear all this puny stir of resurrection in nature; yet he had not heard it. His walk was rapid as he came down, and he went with a springy trend.
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Portrait of Thomas Hardy Thomas Hardy The Return of the Native — Book 3… (1878)

It grew smarter with the increasing height of the bucket, and presently a hundred and fifty feet of rope had been pulled in.
Fairway then lit a lantern, tied it to another cord, and began lowering it into the well beside the first: Clym came forward and looked down. Strange humid leaves, which knew nothing of the seasons of the year, and quaint-natured mosses were revealed on the wellside as the lantern descended; till its rays fell upon a confused mass of rope and bucket dangling in the dank, dark air.
"We've only got en by the edge of the hoop--steady, for God's sake!" said Fairway.
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