 But human creatures' lives ! Stitch, stitch, stitch, In poverty, hunger, and dirt. Sewing at once, with 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...  Reisen in England und Wales - Page 224by Johann Georg Kohl - 1844Full view - About this book
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 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 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
...poverty, hunger, and dirt, Sewing at once, with a double tbread, A sbroud as well as a shirt. " But wby do I talk of Death — That phantom of grisly bone,...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... | |
 | 1847 - 800 pages
...hard condition. The case may apply as well to laborers of the other sex, if not even better. " But why do I talk of death. That phantom of grisly bone...— 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 ʃe7 2a4 7 M I JuY XO n | ʿS #< f H 8 @ ~w }־ X k? Ǻs =o - \ W ho во dear, And flesh and blood во cheap ! Work— work— work ! My labour never flags ; And what... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 1844 - 878 pages
...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...poverty, hunger, and dirt ; Sewing at once, with a double thread, A SRROUD as well as a shirt ! " But why do I talk of death, That phantom of grisly bone;...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 ! " Work — work... | |
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