The Village Wife's Lament
The book The Village Wife's Lament was written by author Here you can read free online of The Village Wife's Lament book, rate and share your impressions in comments. If you don't know what to write, just answer the question: Why is The Village Wife's Lament a good or bad book?
Where can I read The Village Wife's Lament for free?
In our eReader you can find the full English version of the book. Read The Village Wife's Lament Online - link to read the book on full screen. Our eReader also allows you to upload and read Pdf, Txt, ePub and fb2 books. In the Mini eReder on the page below you can quickly view all pages of the book - Read Book The Village Wife's Lament
In our eReader you can find the full English version of the book. Read The Village Wife's Lament Online - link to read the book on full screen. Our eReader also allows you to upload and read Pdf, Txt, ePub and fb2 books. In the Mini eReder on the page below you can quickly view all pages of the book - Read Book The Village Wife's Lament
What reading level is The Village Wife's Lament book?
To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
So faded fast the painted past Beneath the mist of war; One could not think life had been cast In sweet lines before. There was no list in that red mist For love or wholesome breath, But making rage our staple grist We ground the dust of death.
Our men held talk among themselves, But said little to we; And soon they went by tens and twelves Soldiers to be. I knew how 'twould be from the first, I think my heart could tell; I loved a man who never durst Not do well.
ix How young, how ...gay they marcht away, All our village boys! Leaving us women here to pray, Drowning with their noise Misdoubt and eager mother-love, Hungry on the watch, As if they went to race and shove In a football match.
But my love chose in soberness Another way, his own; And God I bless that my distress Came suddenly down. A swift November night was falling In a windless air; I heard him indoors, heard him calling, And went, and he was there.
What to read after The Village Wife's Lament?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Hewlett, Maurice Henry, 1861-1923 to read onlineMoreLess
To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
So faded fast the painted past Beneath the mist of war; One could not think life had been cast In sweet lines before. There was no list in that red mist For love or wholesome breath, But making rage our staple grist We ground the dust of death.
Our men held talk among themselves, But said little to we; And soon they went by tens and twelves Soldiers to be. I knew how 'twould be from the first, I think my heart could tell; I loved a man who never durst Not do well.
ix How young, how ...gay they marcht away, All our village boys! Leaving us women here to pray, Drowning with their noise Misdoubt and eager mother-love, Hungry on the watch, As if they went to race and shove In a football match.
But my love chose in soberness Another way, his own; And God I bless that my distress Came suddenly down. A swift November night was falling In a windless air; I heard him indoors, heard him calling, And went, and he was there.
What to read after The Village Wife's Lament?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Hewlett, Maurice Henry, 1861-1923 to read onlineMoreLess
Write Review:
Guest
Read Also
8 / 10
User Reviews: