An Odyssey: From Ebbw Vale to Tyneside |
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... arrived in heaven. Their one big problem was the employment of my father, who worked as a stoker in the boiler-house at Victoria, a small village in Ebbw Vale. Although the steelworks were closed (1929–1936) a small sheet-mill and the ...
... arrived in heaven. Their one big problem was the employment of my father, who worked as a stoker in the boiler-house at Victoria, a small village in Ebbw Vale. Although the steelworks were closed (1929–1936) a small sheet-mill and the ...
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... arrival of the express train which was to take me to London. When it did arrive Aunty Flo ensured I was safely seated in a suitable compartment and placed under the supervision of the guard, to whom she gave a suitable monetary reward ...
... arrival of the express train which was to take me to London. When it did arrive Aunty Flo ensured I was safely seated in a suitable compartment and placed under the supervision of the guard, to whom she gave a suitable monetary reward ...
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... arrived with an improvement in my education as a result of the kindness of my travelling companions. They, I felt, must have arrived exhausted after being subjected to so many questions. On the platform stood Aunty Milly. She was all ...
... arrived with an improvement in my education as a result of the kindness of my travelling companions. They, I felt, must have arrived exhausted after being subjected to so many questions. On the platform stood Aunty Milly. She was all ...
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... arrived at Newport I was surprised to find Aunty Flo , and I think Aunty Edith also , waiting for me . They were all smiles when they saw me and I assumed this was because of their great pleasure in seeing me . We got into an empty ...
... arrived at Newport I was surprised to find Aunty Flo , and I think Aunty Edith also , waiting for me . They were all smiles when they saw me and I assumed this was because of their great pleasure in seeing me . We got into an empty ...
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... arrived back at my aunt's home she was dumbfounded. How could three intrepid explorers be afraid of the dark? And anyway everybody knew that Jones' farm was not haunted. It took Uncles Ted and Will a long time to forget this particular ...
... arrived back at my aunt's home she was dumbfounded. How could three intrepid explorers be afraid of the dark? And anyway everybody knew that Jones' farm was not haunted. It took Uncles Ted and Will a long time to forget this particular ...
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Popular passages
Page ix - Let the dead Past bury its dead ! Act, — act in the living Present ! Heart within, and God o'erhead ! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again. Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate ; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait.
Page ix - In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife 1 Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant!
Page 219 - This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall : Lord of himself, though not of lands, And, having nothing, yet hath all.
Page ix - Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act — act in the living Present! Heart within and God o'erhead. Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime. And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time. Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again. Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate; Still achieving...
Page 85 - For the bread that you eat and the biscuits you nibble, The sweets that you suck and the joints that you carve, They are brought to you daily by all us Big Steamers— And if any one hinders our coming you'll starve.
Page 85 - Oh, where are you going to, all you Big Steamers, With England's own coal, up and down the salt seas?" "We are going to fetch you your bread and your butter, Your beef, pork, and mutton, eggs, apples, and cheese.
Page ix - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Page 224 - But see ! The rising Moon of Heav'n again Looks for us, Sweet-heart, through the quivering Plane : How oft hereafter rising will she look Among those leaves — for one of us in vain ! ex.
Page 54 - You hollow skull, what has your grin to say, But that a mortal brain, with trouble tossed, Sought once, like mine, the sweetness of the day, And strove for truth, and in the gloam was lost.
Page 54 - And walls me in like any pedant hack? Fellow of moth that flits and worm that delves, I drag my life through learned bric-a-brac. And shall I here discover what I lack, And learn, by reading countless volumes through, That mortals mostly live on misery's rack, That happiness is known to just a few?