| Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...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 like...bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap 1 ' ' Work — work — work ! My labor never flags; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust... | |
| 1857 - 780 pages
...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 pages
...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 like...flesh and blood so cheap ! " Work — work — work ! My labour never flags ¡ And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A cruet of bread — and rags,... | |
| Charlotte Elizabeth Tonna - 1844 - 622 pages
...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 like...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 ;... | |
| Johann Georg Kohl - 1844 - 316 pages
...double thread, A Shroud as well as a Shirt *). Bat why do I talk of Death ? That Phantom of grisly bone, I hardly fear his terrible shape, It seems so like...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... | |
| 1847 - 800 pages
...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 so like...— 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 ! My... | |
| 1844 - 858 pages
...why do I talk of Death ? That phantom of grisly hone, 1 hardly fear his terrible shape, It seems но + @ J }( :FM Kv| 5 { G j o : I 3 G : \ r ; Oh God ! that bread should ho во dear, And flesh and blood во cheap ! Work— work— work !... | |
| English essays - 1844 - 646 pages
...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... | |
| Robert M. Hovenden - 1844 - 386 pages
...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... | |
| American literature - 1846 - 608 pages
...why do I talk of Death > That phantom of grizly bone, I hardly fear his terrible shape, It seems fo like my own — It seems so like my own, Because of the fusts I keep, Oh ! God ! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap !" But we had beat... | |
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