 There is coagulation in cold, and there is none in prudence. Something is preserved, and the evening is long, and the colder spring has sudden shadows in a sun. All the stain is tender, and lilacs, really lilacs, are disturbed. Why is the perfect re-establishment practised and prized? Why is it composed? The result, the pure result, is juice, and size, and baking, and exhibition, and nonchalance, and sacrifice, and volume, and a section in division, and the surrounding recognition, and horticulture, and no murmur. This is a result. There is no superposition and circumstance. There is hardness, and a reason, and the rest, and remainder. There is no delight, and no mathematics. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rust Beef by Gertrude Stein Read for LibriVox.org by Bruce Kitchock There is coagulation in cold, and there is none in prudence. Something is preserved, and the evening is long, and the colder spring has sudden shadows in a sun. All the stain is tender, and lilacs, really lilacs, are disturbed. Why is the perfect re-establishment practised and prized? Why is it composed? The result, the pure result is juice, and size, and baking, and exhibition, and nonchalance, and sacrifice, and volume, and a section in division, and the surrounding recognition, and horticulture, and no murmur. This is a result. There is no superposition and circumstance. There is hardness, and a reason, and the rest, and remainder. There is no delight, and no mathematics. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rust Beef by Gertrude Stein Read for LibriVox.org by Caitlin Buckley There is coagulation in cold, and there is none in prudence. Something is preserved, and the evening is long, and the colder spring has sudden shadows in a sun. All the stain is tender, and lilacs, really lilacs, are disturbed. Why is the perfect re-establishment practised and prized? Why is it composed? The result, the pure result, is juice, and size, and baking, and exhibition, and nonchalance, and sacrifice, and volume, and a section in division, and the surrounding recognition, and horticulture, and no murmur. This is a result. There is no superposition and circumstance. There is hardness, and a reason, and the rest, and remainder. There is no delight, and no mathematics. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rust Beef by Gertrude Stein Read for LibriVox.org by David Lawrence There is coagulation in cold, and there is none in prudence. Something is preserved, and the evening is long, and the colder spring has sudden shadows in a sun. All the stain is tender, and lilacs, really, lilacs, are disturbed. Why is the perfect re-establishment practised and prized? Why is it composed? The result, the pure result, is juice, and size, and baking, and exhibition, and nonchalance, and sacrifice, and volume, and a section in division, and the surrounding recognition, and horticulture, and no murmur. This is a result. There is no superposition and circumstance. There is hardness, and a reason, and the rest, and remainder. There is no delight, and no mathematics. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Rust Beef by Gertrude Stein Read for LibriVox.org by Ethan Hearst There is coagulation in cold, and there is none in prudence. Something is preserved, and the evening is long, and the colder spring has sudden shadows in a sun. All the stain is tender, and lilacs, really, lilacs, are disturbed. Why is the perfect re-establishment practised and prized? Why is it composed? The result, the pure result, is juice, and size, and baking, and exhibition, and nonchalance, and sacrifice, and volume, and a section in division, and the surrounding recognition, and horticulture, and no murmur. This is a result. There is no superposition and circumstance. There is hardness, and a reason, and the rest, and remainder. There is no delight, and no mathematics. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Roast Beef by Gertrude Stein Read for LibriVox.org by Harman Busby January 26, 2020 Clayton, North Carolina There is coagulation in cold, and there is none in prudence. Something is preserved, and the evening is long, and the colder spring has sudden shadows in a sun. All the stain is tender, and lilacs, really lilacs, are disturbed. Why is the perfect re-establishment practised and prized? Why is it composed? The result, the pure result, is juice, and size, and baking, and exhibition, and nonchalance, and sacrifice, and volume, and a section in division, and the surrounding recognition, and horticulture, and no murmur. This is a result. There is no superposition and circumstance. There is hardness, and a reason, and the rest, and remainder. There is no delight, and no mathematics. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Roast Beef by Gertrude Stein Read for LibriVox.org by Kevin S. There is coagulation in cold, and there is none in prudence. Something is preserved, and the evening is long, and the colder spring has sudden shadows in a sun. All the stain is tender, and lilacs, really lilacs, are disturbed. Why is the perfect re-establishment practised and prized? Why is it composed? The result, the pure result, is juice, and size, and baking, and exhibition, and nonchalance, and sacrifice, and volume, and a section in division, and the surrounding recognition, and horticulture, and no murmur. This is a result. There is no superposition and circumstance. There is hardness, and a reason, and the rest, and remainder. There is no delight, and no mathematics. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Roast Beef by Gertrude Stein Read for LibriVox.org by Leanne Howlett There is coagulation in cold, and there is none in prudence. Something is preserved, and the evening is long, and the colder spring has sudden shadows in a sun. All the stain is tender, and lilacs, really lilacs, are disturbed. Why is the perfect re-establishment practised and prized? Why is it composed? The result, the pure result, is juice, and size, and baking, and exhibition, and nonchalance, and sacrifice, and volume, and a section in division, and the surrounding recognition, and horticulture, and no murmur. This is a result. There is no superposition and circumstance. There is hardness, and a reason, and the rest, and remainder. There is no delight, and no mathematics. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Roast Beef by Gertrude Stein Read for LibriVox.org by Larry Wilson There is coagulation in cold, and there is none in prudence. Something is preserved, and the evening is long, and the colder spring has sudden shadows in a sun. All the stain is tender, and lilacs, really lilacs, are disturbed. Why is the perfect re-establishment practised and prized? Why is it composed? The result, the pure result, is juice, and size, and baking, and exhibition, and nonchalance, and sacrifice, and volume, and a section in division, and the surrounding recognition, and horticulture, and no murmur. This is a result. There is no superposition and circumstance. There is hardness, and a reason, and the rest, and remainder. There is no delight, and no mathematics. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Roast Beef by Gertrude Stein Read for LibriVox.org by Nemo There is coagulation in cold, and there is none in prudence. Something is preserved, and the evening is long, and the colder spring has sudden shadows in a sun. All the stain is tender, and lilacs, really lilacs, are disturbed. The result, the pure result, is juice, and size, and baking, and exhibition, and nonchalance, and sacrifice, and volume, and a section in division, and the surrounding recognition, and horticulture, and no murmur. The result, the pure result, is juice, and size, and baking, and the surrounding recognition, and horticulture, and no murmur. This is the result. There is no superposition and circumstance. There is hardness, and a reason, and the rest, and remainder. There is no delight, and no mathematics. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Roast Beef by Gertrude Stein Read for LibriVox.org by Seamus Dobbin There is coagulation in cold, and there is none in prudence. Something is preserved, and the evening is long, and the colder spring has sudden showers in a sun. All the stain is tender, and lilacs, really lilacs, are disturbed. Why is the perfect re-establishment practiced, and prized? Why is it composed? The result, the pure result, is juice, and size, and baking, and exhibition, and nonchalance, and sacrifice, and volume, and a section in division, and the surrounding recognition, and horticulture, and no murmur. This is the result. There is no superposition and circumstance. There is a hardness, and a reason, and the rest, and remainder. There is no delight, and no mathematics. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.