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No Blessed Leisure For Love Or Hope, But Only Time For Grief.
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No blessed leisure for love or hope,
But only time for grief.
-- Thomas Hood (1798-1845)
-- The Song of the Shirt
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Sewing at once a double thread, A shroud as well as a shirt.
-- Thomas Hood (1798-1845) -- The Song of the Shi...
My tears must stop, for every drop Hinders needle and thread.
-- Thomas Hood (1798-1845) -- The Song of the Shi...
O God! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap!
-- Thomas Hood (1798-1845) -- The Song of the Shi...
O men with sisters dear, O men with mothers and wives, It is not linen you 're wearing out, But human creatures' lives!
-- Thomas Hood (1798-1845) -- The Song of the Shi...
With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread,-- Stitch!
itch! stitch! -- Thomas Hood (1798-1845) -- The Song of the Shi...
Leisure is the mother of philosophy. -- Thomas Hobbe
Hood River is Gorgeous this time of year.
There is no grief which time does not lessen and soften.