Hidden fields
Books Books
" we are weary, 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... "
Labor, with Preludes on Current Events - Page 98
by Joseph Cook - 1880 - 295 pages
Full view - About this book

The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, Volume 219

1914 - 530 pages
...machines, Et, la nuit nous laissant respirer ses pavots, Nous dormirons enfin comme les animaux.' (' If we cared for any meadows, it were merely To drop down in them and sleep.'} But a still more terrible picture of English manners is supplied by the long poem entitled ' La Tamise.'...
Full view - About this book

Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 54

England - 1843 - 832 pages
...in the dark of our coal-shadows, From your pleasures fair and fine. " For oh ! " say the children, " we are weary — And we cannot run or leap : If we...were merely To drop down in them and sleep. Our knees tremhle sorely in the stooping — We fall upon our face, trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids...
Full view - About this book

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 54

Scotland - 1843 - 1380 pages
...in the dark of our coal-shadows, From your pleasures fair and fine. " For oh ! " say the children, " we are weary — And we cannot run or leap : If we...tremble sorely in the stooping — We fall upon our face, trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale...
Full view - About this book

The Poems of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Volume 2

Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1844 - 290 pages
...in the dark of the coal-shadows, From your pleasures fair and fine ! " For oh," say the children, " we are weary, And we cannot run or leap — If we...and sleep. Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping — i day, we drag our burden tiring, Through the coal-dark, underground — uu day, we drive the wheels...
Full view - About this book

Southern Quarterly Review, Volume 7

Daniel Kimball Whitaker, Milton Clapp, William Gilmore Simms, James Henley Thornwell - 1845 - 562 pages
...ones stand without. in our bewildering, And the graves are for the old !" "For oh," say the children, "we are weary, And we cannot run or leap, — If we...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...
Full view - About this book

The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...in the dark of our coal shadows From your pleasures fair and fine. " For oh !" say the children, " we are weary, And we cannot run or leap : If we cared...Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping, We fall on our face trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flowers would look...
Full view - About this book

The Dublin university magazine

University magazine - 1845 - 772 pages
...pious race. " For oh," say the children, " wo arc weary, And wo cannot run or leap — If we eared for any meadows, it were merely To drop down in them and sloop. Our kneas tremble sorely in the stooping— We fall upon our faces, trying to fao ; And, underneath...
Full view - About this book

The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 540 pages
...in the dark of our coal shadows From your pleasures fair and fine. " For oh !" say the children, " we are weary, And we cannot run or leap : If we cared...Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping, We fall on our face trying to go ; Antl underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flowers would look...
Full view - About this book

Voices of the True-hearted

American literature - 1846 - 302 pages
...in the dark of our coal-shadows From your pleasures fair and fine. " For, oh !" say the children, " we are weary, And we cannot run or leap : If we cared...Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping, We fall on our face trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look...
Full view - About this book

Ship and Shore: Or, Pencil Sketches on a Recent Voyage To, and a Tour In ...

John Spence (jr.), Young physician - England - 1847 - 184 pages
...the penciled beauty of the rose, and value it only as they receive pennies. " For underneath their heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale as snow." There is another class of men traversing the streets, who look very keen. They are of dark complexion,...
Full view - About this book




  1. My library
  2. Help
  3. Advanced Book Search
  4. Download EPUB
  5. Download PDF