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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... "
India and the United States: Estranged Democracies, 1941-1991 - Page 251
by Dennis Kux - 1992 - 514 pages
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood: With Some Account of the Author ..., Volume 1

Thomas Hood - English poetry - 1861 - 394 pages
...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, A crust...
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The lady's reader: with rules for a good style of reading aloud

George Vandenhoff - 1862 - 382 pages
...terrible shape, It seems so like my own — It seems so like my own, Because of the fasts I keep, Oh God 1 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, A crust...
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The advanced reader

Scottish school-book assoc - 1863 - 438 pages
...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, A crust of...
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The Fifth Reader: For the Use of Public and Private Schools

George Stillman Hillard - Readers - 1863 - 390 pages
...terrible shape, It seems so like my own — It seems so like my own, Because of the fast I keep : O God ! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap ! 6. " Work — work — work ! My labor never flags ; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust...
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The poetical reader for school and home use, ed. by J.C. Curtis

John Charles Curtis - 1863 - 178 pages
...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 1 A bed of straw, A crust of...
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The National Fifth Reader: Containing a Treatise on Elocution, Exercises in ...

Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - Readers (Elementary) - 1863 - 614 pages
...terrible shape, It seems so like my own — It seems so like my own, Because of the fast4 I keep : 0 G8d ! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap ! 6. "Work — work — work! My labor never flags ; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust...
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The Monthly Religious Magazine, Volumes 31-32

Unitarianism - 1864 - 872 pages
...dying slowly within as the body wastes without. Oh ! it is cruel, wicked, in a Christian land, — " That bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap ! " He that wrote these words only shadowed forth the slow murder that is going on this very year in...
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A Century of Anecdote from 1760-1860, Volume 2

John Timbs - Anecdotes - 1864 - 374 pages
...— Sewing at onoe with a double thread A shroud as well as a shirt. And she exclaims — Oh, God, that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap. In the Dream of Eugene Aram, he makes the murderer say of himself, and his victim — A dozen times...
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Spring-time with the poets, poetry selected and arranged by F. Martin

Frances Martin - English poetry - 1866 - 506 pages
...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, A crust...
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Golden Leaves from the British Poets

John William Stanhope Hows - English poetry - 1866 - 574 pages
...terrible shape, It seems so like 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 — work ! My labour never flags ; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust...
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