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" And we cannot run or leap; If we cared for any meadows, it were merely To drop down in them and sleep. Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping, We fall upon our faces, trying to go; And, underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would... "
Labor, with Preludes on Current Events - Page 99
by Joseph Cook - 1880 - 295 pages
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Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 54

1843 - 832 pages
...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...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 54

1843 - 1380 pages
...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...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...
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The Poems of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Volume 2

Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1844 - 290 pages
...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, round and round. " For, all day, the wheels are droning, turning, — ^ Their wind comes in our faces, — Till our...
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The Dublin university magazine

University magazine - 1845 - 772 pages
...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...wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. " For, all day, the wheels are droning, turning — Thuir wind comes in our faces — * Poems by Elizabeth...
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Southern Quarterly Review, Volume 7

Daniel Kimball Whitaker, Milton Clapp, William Gilmore Simms, James Henley Thornwell - 1845 - 562 pages
...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,...wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. "For, all day, the wheels are droning, turning, — Their wind comes in our faces ; Till our hearts...
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pages
...our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flowers would look <и pale аз snow ; For all day, we drag our burden tiring. Through the 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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Voices of the True-hearted

1846 - 302 pages
...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,...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,...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pages
...underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flowers 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 iror In the factories round and round. " All day long the wheels are droning, turning. Their wind comes...
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Ship and Shore: Or, Pencil Sketches on a Recent Voyage To, and a Tour In ...

John Spence (jr.), Young physician - 1847 - 184 pages
...picture of factory life, which I transcribe at the risk of being tedious and lengthy in these extracts : "All day, we drive 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...
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The Poems of Elizabeth Barrett Browning ...

Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850 - 318 pages
...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...wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. Till our hearts turn, — our heads, with pulses burning, And the walls turn in their places — Turns...
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