 And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping The reddest flower would look as pale as snow. For, all day, we drag our burden tiring Through the coal-dark, underground; Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron In the factories, round and round.  Littell's Living Age - 520. oldal1886Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | 1843 - 832 oldal
...heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale as gnow. For, all day, we drag our hurden tiring, Through the coal-dark underground — Or,...wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. " All day long, the wheels are droning, turning — Their wind comes in our faces 1 Till our hearts... | |
 | 1843 - 1380 oldal
...trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale as snow. For, all day, we drag our burden tiring, Through...wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. " All day long, the wheels are droning, turning — Their wind comes in our faces ! Till our hearts... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1844 - 290 oldal
...sorely in the stooping — i day, we drag our burden tiring, Through the coal-dark, underground — uu day, we drive the wheels of iron In the factories,...comes in our faces, — Till our hearts turn, — our heads, with pulses burning, And the walls turn in their places — Turns the sky in the high window... | |
 | 1844 - 648 oldal
...time others of her writings have Ъееп by that means widely circulated through the United States. " All day, the wheels are droning, turning,— Their...comes in our faces, — Till our hearts turn, — our heads, with pulses burning, And the walls turn in their placesTurns the slcy in the high window blank... | |
 | 1844 - 638 oldal
...time others of her writings have been by that means widely circulated through the United States. « All day, the wheels are droning, turning,— Their...comes in our faces, — Till our hearts turn, — our heads, with pulses burning, And the walls turn in their places— Turns the sky in the high window... | |
 | Daniel Kimball Whitaker, Milton Clapp, William Gilmore Simms, James Henley Thornwell - 1845 - 562 oldal
...trying to go ; And, underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale as snow, For, all day, we drag our burden tiring, Through...comes in our faces ; Till our hearts turn, — our heads, with pulses burning, And the walls turn in their places, — Turns the sky in the high window... | |
 | University magazine - 1845 - 772 oldal
...trying to fao ; And, underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale as snow. For, all day, we drag our burden tiring, Through...round. " For, all day, the wheels are droning, turning — Thuir wind comes in our faces — * Poems by Elizabeth Barrett Barrett, author of the " Seraphim,"... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 oldal
...trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flowers would look <и pale аз snow ; For all day, we drag our burden tiring. Through...coal-dark underground, Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iror In the factories round and round. " All day long the wheels are droning, turning, Their wind comes... | |
 | 1846 - 308 oldal
...trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale as snow; For all day, we drag our burden tiring, Through...the wheels of iron In the factories round and round. All day long the wheels are droning, turning, Their wind comes in our faces ! Till our hearts turn,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 oldal
...trying to go ; Antl underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flowers would look as pale as snow ; For all day, we drag our burden tiring, Through...coal-dark underground, Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iror In the factories round and round. " All day long the wheels are droning, turning. Their wind comes... | |
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