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Up a dark and fetid alley, where the offal and the / slime / Of a brave and blusterous city met its misery and / crime, / In a hovel reeking pestilence, and noisome as the / grave, / Dwelt Ah Ling, the Chinese joiner, and the sweater's / willing slave.
Squatting down amongst the shavings, with his / chisel and his plane, / Through the long, hot days of striving, dead to / pleasure and to pain, / Like a creature barely human, very yellow, gaunt, / and grim, / Ah Ling laboured on, for pleasure spread no lures / that tempted him.