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When I came to myself she was singing 'The Land o' the Leal, the Scotch 'Jerusalem the Golden, immortal, perfect. It needed experience of the hunger-haunted Cowgate closes, chill with the black mist of an eastern haar, to feel the full bliss of the vision in the words 'There's nae sorrow there, Jean, There's neither cauld nor care, Jean, The day is aye fair in The Land o' the Leal.
With the first drink he could eat a meal, and he could persuade himself that that was economy; with the second he could eat another meal but there would come a time when he could eat no more, and then to pay for a drink was an unthinkable extravagance, a defiance of the agelong instincts of his hunger-haunted class.
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