Adarsh Chauhan

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Happiness, in her mind, was exemption from stripes—from labor—from the cruelty of masters and overseers. Her idea of the joy of heaven was simply rest, and is fully expressed in these lines of a melancholy bard: “I ask no paradise on high, With cares on earth oppressed, The only heaven for which I sigh, Is rest, eternal rest.”
Twelve Years a Slave
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