The Harvesters followed the machine,
Picking and tying up
bundles of corn.
The girls were  perhaps 
more interesting to look at.
They wore large cotton hats to keep off 
the sun, andgloves to protect their hands
form the corn. The prettiest was
the one in the pale pink jacket,
who never looked around her as
she worked. She moved forward, 
bending and tying like a machine.
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Occasionally she stood up to rest. 
Then her face could be seen:
a lovely young face, 
with deep dark eyes and long heavy
curling hair. Her cheeks were paler,
her teeth more regular,
and her red lips thinner than 
mose country girls,
It was Tess Durbeyfield, or d
Urberville, rather changed, Living 
as a stranger in her home  village.
She had decided to do outdoor.
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