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" His hair is crisp and black and long his face is like the tan, His brow is wet with honest sweat, he earns whate'er he can. And looks the whole world in the face, for he owes not any man. "
Elocution, Or, Mental and Vocal Philosophy: Involving the Principles of ... - Page 299
by C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 320 pages
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The Village Blacksmith, Or, Piety and Usefulness Exemplified in a Memoir of ...

James Everett - 1863 - 252 pages
...and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For...morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow ; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge With measured beat and slow, Like sexton ringing the old kirk chimes...
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Der Junge Declamator: Eine Sammlung poetischer und prosaischer Stücke aus ...

1863 - 260 pages
...black, and long ; His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat ; He earns whate'er he can ; And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. Week in, weak out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow ; You can hear him swing his heavy...
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Select readings from the poets and prose writers of every country, ed. by J ...

James Fleming - 1863 - 404 pages
...and black, and long; His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat ; He earns whate'er he can ; And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow ; You can hear him swing his heavy...
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Driftwood, Seaweed, and Fallen Leaves

John Cumming - 1863 - 340 pages
...and black, and long, His face is like the tan, His brow is wet with honest sweat— He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. " Week in, week out, from morn to night You can hear his bellows blow ; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge...
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The poetical reader for school and home use, ed. by J.C. Curtis

John Charles Curtis - 1863 - 178 pages
...and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow ; You can hear him swing his heavy...
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McGuffey's Fourth Eclectic Reader

William Holmes McGuffey - 1879 - 372 pages
...owes not any man. 3. Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow ; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge, With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. 4. And children coming home from school Look in at the open...
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742 Heart-Warming Poems

1982 - 348 pages
...and black and long; His face is like the tan; His brow is wet with honest sweat-- He earns whate'er he can. And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man . Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow; You can hear him swing his heavy...
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The Oxford Book of Children's Verse in America

Donald Hall - 1985 - 266 pages
...and black, and long, His face is like the tan; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow; You can hear him swing his heavy...
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Selected Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1988 - 442 pages
...and black, and long, His face is like' the tan; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow; You can hear him swing his heavy...
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Best Remembered Poems

Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 pages
...and black, and long, His face is like the tan; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow; You can hear him swing his heavy...
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