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| Swing away, my arm! Wield the scythe, my hand! (Alexei Koltsov, The Mower. Translated by Irina Zheleznova, i.e. let me roll up my sleeves and set to work. Sometimes applied ironically to too zealous critics. VLZ_58) | |||
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| Swing away, my arm! Wield the scythe, my hand! (Alexei Koltsov, The Mower. Translated by Irina Zheleznova, i.e. let me roll up my sleeves and set to work. Sometimes applied ironically to too zealous critics. VLZ_58) | |||