It was the fancy work of a dream, and he was still in the bitter land of snows, and hunger, and tears.
"The Myth of Hiawatha, and Other Oral Legends, Mythologic and Allegoric, of the North American Indians" by Henry R. Schoolcraft
Even the ruthless land-hungerer, Grabantak, was solemnised.
"The Giant of the North" by R.M. Ballantyne
Owing to this the trip occupied just double the calculated time, so that on landing we were half dead with hunger and thirst.
"At the Point of the Sword" by Herbert Hayens
Surely, when she comes here to live, then will there be hard times in the land, and we shall be eaten up with hunger.
"Rídan The Devil And Other Stories" by Louis Becke
Nor was I sorry for it, for in this land of hunger and long distances man can well dispense with formality and etiquette.
"From Paris to New York by Land" by Harry de Windt
The Russian people have just gotten a taste of liberty and are as crazy as was the man with the land-hunger.
"Birdseye Views of Far Lands" by James T. Nichols
Irish land hunger is easy to understand and simple to define.
"Ireland as It Is" by Robert John Buckley (AKA R.J.B.)
Always I have hungered to know that vast new land beyond all maps, as yet ignorant of human metes and bounds.
"The Magnificent Adventure" by Emerson Hough
At the same time the large landlord's hunger for land knows no bounds; his appetite increases the more peasant lands he devours.
"Woman under socialism" by August Bebel
At this gate, and at a thousand others spread over the land, no poor man sought to satisfy his hunger in vain.
"A Morning's Walk from London to Kew" by Richard Phillips
"I die with hunger here," he cries,
"I starve in foreign lands;
My father's house has large supplies
And bounteous are his hands.
"Hymn 123" by Isaac Watts
O Hunger, Hunger, I will harness thee
And make thee harrow all my spirit's glebe.
Of old the blind bard Herve sang so sweet
He made a wolf to plow his land.
"Control" by Sidney Lanier
Home--home! Where is that land?
For, when I dream it found, the old hungering cry
Aches in the soul, drives me from all I planned,
And sets my sail to seek another sky.
"Memories Of The Pacific Coast" by Alfred Noyes
Still I passed on until I reached at length, not knowing
Whither the tangled and diverging paths might lead,
A land of baser men, whose coming and whose going
Were urged by fear, and hunger, and the curse of greed.
"The Land Of Pallas" by Archibald Lampman
Sons of England, noble England, Scotia tells a woeful tale;
And from all the land of Erin, comes a moan upon the gale;
Out of billow-seated Erin, wakes a wild and fearful cry,
"Noble sons of noble England, we of hunger faint and die.
"An Appeal on the Potatoe Famine" by Samuel Bamford