 | 1857 - 780 σελίδες
...food? " But why do / tnlk of dirt, Where nothing else is known ? I hardly know the foul thing's form. It seems so — like my own. It seems so like my own — While three in a bed we sleep, Till filth doth grow to the poor man dew, While water and soap am... | |
 | George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1843 - 530 σελίδες
...double tbread, A sbroud as well as a shirt. " But wby do I talk of Death — That phantom of grisly bone, I hardly fear his terrible shape, It seems so...my own — It seems so like my own Because of the fasts I keep, O, God ! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap ! " Work — work... | |
 | Charlotte Elizabeth Tonna - 1844 - 622 σελίδες
...a double thread, A Shroud as well as a Shirt. " But why do I talk of Death ! That Phantom of grisly bone, I hardly fear his terrible shape, It seems so...my own— It seems so like my own, Because of the fasts I keep, Oh ! God ! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap ! " Work — work... | |
 | Johann Georg Kohl - 1844 - 316 σελίδες
...doable thread, Л Shroud as well as a Shirt *). But why do [ talk of Death? That Phantom of grisly bone, I hardly fear his terrible shape, It seems so...my own — It seems so like my own, Because of the fasts I keep, Oh, God ! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap! ") Work ! work... | |
 | 1847 - 800 σελίδες
...laborers of the other sex, if not even better. " But why do I talk of death. That phantom of grisly bone ; I hardly fear his terrible shape, It seems...my own — It seems so like my own, Because of the fasts 1 keep, U God ! that bread should be to dear, And flesh and blood so cheap ! " Work, work, work... | |
 | 1844 - 646 σελίδες
...sufficient food ? or had I bought a part of his life for my halfpenny ? I thought of the lines — " O God ! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap I" I looked round, and saw a man in a fur cap, sitting on the front of a populous spring-van. " Do... | |
 | Johann Georg Kohl - 1844 - 316 σελίδες
...terrible shape, It seems so like my own — It seems so like my own, Because of the fasts I keep, Oh, God ! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap ! **) Work ! work ! work ? My labour never flags; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, • ...... | |
 | 1844 - 858 σελίδες
...why do I talk of Death ? That phantom of grisly hone, 1 hardly fear his terrible shape, It seems но like my own. It seems so like my own. Because of the fasts I keep ; Oh God ! that bread should ho во dear, And flesh and blood во cheap ! Work— work—... | |
 | Robert M. Hovenden - 1844 - 386 σελίδες
...straights, that the sweat of their brow cannot purchase the bread which that alone might moisten. " Alas ! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap !" Who shall plead their cause ? Who shall vindicate their right to a fair day's wages for a fair day's... | |
 | 1844 - 878 σελίδες
...double thread, A shroud as well as a shirt. But why do I talk of Death ? That phantom of grisly hone, 1 hardly fear his terrible shape, It seems so like my own. It Booms so like my own, Because of the fasts I keep ; Oh God ! that bread should be so dear, And flesh... | |
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But why do I talk of Death ? That phantom of grisly bone ? I hardly fear his terrible shape, It seems so like my own — It seems so like my own, Because of the fasts I keep ; Oh, God! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap... 
