 | 1858
...our epitaph, As well as the lines you read. Bnt 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 ofthefastl keep ; Alas I that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap ! Write — write... | |
 | 1858
...feebly crooning the Song of the Shirt : " but why do I talk of death ? that phantom of grisly bone, I hardly fear his terrible shape, it seems so like my own." Or perhaps it is an exhausted Stylites on his column, who, for thrice ten years, thrice multiplied... | |
 | Advanced reading book - 1860 - 432 halaman
...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...work ! My labour never flags ; And what are its wages ? a bed of straw, A crust of bread and rags. That shatter' d roof — and this naked floorA table —... | |
 | England - 1860 - 472 halaman
...of Death? That phantom of grisly bone ; I hardly fear his terrible shape, It seems so like my ownIt seems so like my own, Because of the fasts I keep,...work ! My labour never flags ; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw. A crust of bread, and rags. That shattered roof, and this naked floor — A table... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1860 - 425 halaman
...double thread, A SHEOUD 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...my own — It seems so like my own, Because of the fast I keep ; Oh God ! that bread should bo so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap ! " Work — work... | |
 | R. K. WASHINGTON - 1860
...get wages ridiculously small; scarce a dime a day, reminding one of Hood's " Song of the Shirt." " 0 God ! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap 1" It is said they have generally five hundred thousand dollars' worth of flax in course of manipulation.... | |
 | John Blackmore - 1860 - 324 halaman
...lines of Hood's we have road long ago, and feel how near we have come to the misery he depicts : — " Work — work — work ! My labour never flags ; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust of bread — and rags. That shatter'd roof— and this naked floor — A... | |
 | 1861
...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...work ! My labour never flags ; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust of bread — and rags* That shatter'd roof — and this naked floor — A... | |
 | John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - 466 halaman
...thread, A shroud as well as a shirt ! " But why do I talk of Death, That phantom of grisly bone ? 171 I hardly fear his terrible shape, It seems so like...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 labor... | |
 | 1861
...thread^ A- shroud. as well as a shirt. " But why do I talk of death ? That phantom of grisly boner I hardly fear his terrible shape,. It seems so like...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... | |
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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... 
