 | 1850 - 98 oldal
...! we are saved !' THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. Poetry by the late Thomas Hood.— Music by Henry BuMell. WITH fingers weary and worn. With eyelids heavy and...dirt ; And still, with a voice of dolorous pitch, She sang I he song of the shirt: — Work, work, work, While the cock is crowing aloof; And work, work,... | |
 | Eliza Cook - 1850 - 432 oldal
...sometimes falling there ! " and to similar dens where, as now, " With fingers weary and worn, \Vith eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread " All praise to him, too, for that companion piece, "The Bridge of Sighs," where he sees, in one of... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1851 - 332 oldal
...ease my heart, But in their briny bed My tears must stop, for every drop Hinders needle and thread." With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and...dolorous pitch — Would that its tone could reach the Hich ! She sang this " Song of the Shirt ! " DEAR IS MY LITTLE NATIVE VALE. SAMOEL ROGERS. DEAR is... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 780 oldal
...now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from heaven Than when I was a boy. THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and...and dirt, And still, with a voice of dolorous pitch, She sang the " Song of the Shirt !" "Work! work! work! While the cock is crowing aloof! And work —... | |
 | 1843 - 424 oldal
...mournful echo In the hearts of nme who read it, even among us. THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. BY THOMAS HOOD. WITH fingers weary and worn, 'With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rage, Plying her needle and thread — Stitch! stitch! stitch! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 oldal
...ease my heart, But in their briny bed My tears must stop, for every drop Hinders needle and thread !" With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sate in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread ! Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger,... | |
 | 1852 - 1080 oldal
...ease my heart. Bat in their briny bed My tears must stop, for every drop Hinders needle and thread !" With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sate in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread-— Stitch! stitch! stitch! In poverty, hunger,... | |
 | 1853 - 442 oldal
...tuft floating on the slightest breeze bears with it the germs of a noxious weed. 14 ong of tye |[iirt WITH fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and...and dirt, And still, with a voice of dolorous pitch, She sang the " Song of the Shirt !" " Work !— work ! — work ! While the the cock is crowing aloof... | |
 | Edwin Hubbell Chapin - 1853 - 204 oldal
...to the very motion of the needle-woman's toil, and is the most articulate expression of her woe. " With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and...and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch She sang the song of the shirt. Work ! work ! work ! While the cock is crowing aloof. And work —... | |
 | Anna U. Russell - 1853 - 580 oldal
...one weightier theme, — oh ! need I mention DINNER T EXERCISE CLXXV. THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. Hood. WITH fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and...and dirt; And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, She sang the " Song of the Shirt ! " "Work! work! work! While the cock is crowing aloof! It's oh !... | |
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WITH fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread, — • Stitch— stitch— stitch ! In poverty, hunger, and dirt; And still with a voice of dolorous pitch She sang the "Song of the... 
