Karl Marx: The Man and His Work, and The Constructive Elements of Socialism; Three Lectures and Two Essays

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Radical review, publishing association, 1918 - 122 стор.

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Сторінка 3 - ... or changes of the market. They ought to understand that, with all the miseries it imposes upon them, the present system simultaneously engenders the material conditions and the social forms necessary for an economical reconstruction of society. Instead of the conservative motto, " A fair day's wages for a fair day's work!" they ought to inscribe on their banner the revolutionary watchword, " Abolition of the wages system!
Сторінка 52 - I'll rise on the field where I fell, More boldly to fight out another. When the last of crowns like glass shall break, On the scene our sorrows have haunted, And the People the last dread "guilty" shall speak, By your side ye shall find me undaunted.
Сторінка 3 - They ought, therefore, not to be exclusively absorbed in these unavoidable guerilla fights incessantly springing up from the never-ceasing encroachments of capital or changes of the market. They ought to understand that, with all the miseries it imposes upon them, the present system simultaneously engenders the material conditions and the social forms necessary for an economic reconstruction of society. Instead of the conservative motto: "A fair day's wages for a fair day's work!
Сторінка 3 - At the same time, and quite apart from the general servitude involved in the wages system, the working class ought not to exaggerate to themselves the ultimate working of these everyday struggles. They ought not to forget that they are fighting with effects, but not with the causes of those effects ; that they are retarding the downward movement, but not changing its direction ; but that they are applying palliatives not curing the malady.
Сторінка 3 - Imt not with the causes of those effects: that they are retarding the downward movement, but not changing Its direction ; that they are applying palliatives, not curing the malady. They...
Сторінка 76 - The first years of our life here were bitter ones, but I will not dwell on those sad memories to-day, on the losses we suffered, nor the dear, sweet departed children, whose pictures are engraved in our hearts with such deep sorrow. "I will write of a newer period of our life rather, which, despite much sadness, has nevertheless, brought us many bright gleams of happiness. "In 1856 I travelled to Trier with my three remaining daughters. My dear mother was overjoyed at our arrival, but, unfortunately,...
Сторінка 51 - No open blow in an open fight, But with quips and with quirks they arraign me, By creeping treachery's secret blight The Western Calmucks have slain me. The fatal shaft in the dark did fly; I was struck by an ambushed knave; And here in the pride of my strength I lie, Like a corpse of a rebel brave ! With a deathless scorn in my dying breath, In my hand the sword still cherished; "Rebellion" still for my shout of death, In my manhood untainted, I perished.
Сторінка 80 - I felt as though I were a hippopotamus, belonging, rather to the Zoological Garden than to the Caucasian race. But do not let me frighten you too much. My appearance has improved quite a little, and the scars are beginning to heal. I had scarcely recovered sufficiently to be able to leave my bed, when my dearly beloved Karl took sick. Excessive fear, anxiety and vexations of every sort and description threw him upon his sick bed. For the first time, his chronic liver trouble had become acute. But,...
Сторінка 51 - Three salvoes to honour my bier. And the tattered poor man takes his stand On my head the cold sods heaving! He casts them down with a diligent hand, : .- Where the glory of toil is cleaving. And a garland of flowers and May he brought On my burning wounds to cast; His wife and his daughters the wreath had wrought, When the work of the day was past. Farewell! farewell! thou turbulent life! * Farewell to ye! armies engaging! Farewell! cloud canopied fields of strife! Where the greatness of war is...
Сторінка 81 - My girls send their heartiest greetings and kisses to your dear children — one Laura greets the other — and I kiss each one of them in spirit. To you, my dear friend, I send my warmest regards. May you remain brave and unshaken in these days of trial. The world belongs to the courageous. Continue to be the strong, faithful support of your dear husband and remain elastic in mind and body, the true ' unrespected ' comrade of your dear children, and let me hear from you again at your first opportunity....

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