The human eye loves to rest upon wide expances of pure colour: the moors in the purple heyday of heather, miles of green downland, and the sea when it lies calm and blue and boundless, all delight it; but to some none of these, lovely though they all are, can give the same satisfaction of spirit as acres upon acres of golden corn. There is both beauty and bread and the seeds of bread for future generations. - (ch. 15, Harvest Home)

There was no Victoria in the school...That great name was sacred to the Queen and was not copied by her subjects to the extent imagined by perioid novelists of…

Other days, other ways; and, although they have now been greatly improved upon, the old country midwives did at least succeed in bringing into the world many g…

'Poverty's no disgrace, but 'tis a great inconvenience' was a common saying among the Lark Rise peole. - (ch. 1, Poor People's Houses)