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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... "
Selections from the Irish Quarterly Review: 1st ser. ... - Page 334
1857
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The New Mirror, Volume 2

George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1843 - 530 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 cruet...
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Chambers's Edinburgh Journal, Volumes 1-2

1844 - 878 pages
...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 and blood so cheap 1 Work — work— work ! My labour never flags ; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust...
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th. Oxford, Salisbury, Stonehenge, Eton-College, Windsor-Castle, Winchester ...

Johann Georg Kohl - Great Britain - 1844 - 316 pages
...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! ") Work ! work ! work ! My labour never flags; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust of...
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The Christian lady's magazine, ed. by Charlotte Elizabeth, Volume 21

Charlotte Elizabeth Tonna - 1844 - 622 pages
...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 ! " Work — work — work ; My labour never flags; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volume 8

American literature - 1846 - 608 pages
...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 pause at once, or we should be won to insert the whole. Buy the book itself, fair...
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Hood's Magazine and Comic Miscellany, Volume 2

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...
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Ephemerides: Or, Occasional Recreations at the Sea Port Town of Tant-perd ...

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...
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Prose and Verse, Volumes 1-2

Thomas Hood - 1845 - 442 pages
...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 be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap ! " Work — work — work ! My labor never flags ; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust...
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Prose and Verse, Volume 1

Thomas Hood - English literature - 1845 - 434 pages
...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 be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap ! " Work — work — work ! My labor never flags ; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust...
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 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 ! " Work — work — work ! My labour never flags ; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust...
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