The Industrial History of Modern EnglandK. Paul, Trench, Trübner, 1914 - 603 sider |
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agricultural arbitration Arnold Toynbee average Bank Bill Board British capital cent Chartist coal commerce common competition Corn Law cost cotton demand districts duties economic effect eighteenth century employers employment engine England English established estimated exports fact factory Factory Act farmers farming favourable Feargus O'Connor foreign Francis Place Free Trade Government House important improved increase industrial Industrial Revolution inspectors invention Ireland Irish iron J. S. Mill labour Lancashire land later less London Lord Luddite machine machinery Malthus Manchester manufacture ment millions sterling mills movement organization parish Parliament pauper peace period persons Poor Law population poverty principle production railway reform relief repeal Revolution rise Robert Owen rural Scotland social society Speenhamland steam strike textile thousand tion tons towns trade unions United Kingdom wages wealth weavers whole workers workhouse
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Side 214 - For all day, the wheels are droning, turning; Their wind comes in our faces, Till our hearts turn, our heads with pulses burning, And the walls turn in their places: Turns the sky in the high window blank and reeling, Turns the long light that drops adown the wall, Turn the black flies that crawl along the ceiling, All are turning, all the day, and we with all. And all day, the iron wheels are droning, And sometimes we could pray, 'O ye wheels,' (breaking out in a mad moaning) 'Stop!
Side 142 - And while he sinks, without one arm to save, The country blooms — a garden and a grave ! Where, then, ah ! where shall poverty reside, To 'scape the pressure of contiguous pride?
Side 60 - Are we aware of our obligations to a mob ! It is the mob that labour in your fields, and serve in your houses — that man your navy, and recruit your army — that have enabled you to defy all the world,— and can also defy you, when neglect and calamity have driven them to despair.
Side 213 - And, underneath our heavy eyelids drooping The reddest flower would look as pale as snow. For, all day, we drag our burden tiring Through the coal-dark, underground; Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron In the factories, round and round.
Side 197 - But the age of chivalry is gone. That of sophisters, economists and calculators has succeeded ; and the glory of Europe is extinguished for ever.
Side 257 - ... they shall recruit their exhausted strength with abundant and untaxed food, the sweeter because it is no longer leavened by a sense of injustice.
Side 548 - ... is so sprightly up, as that it has not only wherewith to guard well its own freedom and safety, but to spare and to bestow upon the solidest and sublimest points of controversy, and new invention, it betokens us not degenerated, nor drooping to a fatal decay...
Side 234 - ... a remote observer they seem oblivious of their duty. Are they not there, by trade, mission, and express appointment of themselves and others, to speak for the good of the British Nation ? Whatsoever great British interest can the least speak for itself, for that beyond all they are called to speak. They are either speakers for that great dumb toiling class which cannot speak, or they are nothing that one can well specify.
Side 142 - Where then, ah! where, shall poverty reside, To 'scape the pressure of contiguous pride? If to some common's fenceless limits...
Side 60 - When we are told that these men are leagued together not only for the destruction of their own comfort, but of their very means of subsistence, can we forget that it is the bitter policy, the destructive warfare of the last eighteen years, which has destroyed their comfort, your comfort, all men's comfort? that policy, which, originating with "great statesmen now no more," has survived the dead to become a curse on the living, unto the third and fourth generation!