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" Still, all day, the iron wheels go onward, Grinding life down from its mark; And the children's souls, which God is calling sunward, Spin on blindly in the dark. "
Boston Monday lectures - Page 53
by Joseph Cook - 1879
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The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine, Volume 60, Issue 1

1862 - 120 pages
...or under you, 0 wheels ! Still, all day, the Iron wheels go onward, As if fate in each were stark ! And the children's souls which GOD is calling sunward, Spin on blindly in the dark.' Cry of tlit Children, 7>y ELIZABETH B. BROWSING. ' IP life exist simply as a final opportunity to labor...
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The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine, Volume 60

Charles Fenno Hoffman, Timothy Flint, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - American periodicals - 1862 - 628 pages
...or under you, 0 wheels ! Still, all tlay, the iron wheels go onward, As If fate in each were stark ! And the children's souls which GOD is calling sunward, Spin on blindly in the dark.1 Cry of the Children, by ELIZABETH B. DROWSING. ' IF life exist simply as a finul opportunity...
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The Ladies' Repository, Volume 17

Methodist Episcopal Church - 1857 - 830 pages
...under you, 0 wheels ! Still all day the iron wheels go onward, As if fate in each were stark ; And tho children's souls, which God is calling sunward, Spin on blindly in the dark 1" But, however it may have been with her childhood, she will not, thank Heaven ! spin on blindly in...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 54

Scotland - 1843 - 1380 pages
...or under you, O wheels! Still, all day, the iron wheels go onward, As if Fate in each were stark I And the children's souls, which God is calling sunward, Spin on blindly in the dark. Now, tell the weary children, O my brothers ! That they look to Him, and pray For the blessed One,...
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The Poems of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Volume 2

Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1844 - 290 pages
...under you, O wheels ! — Still, all day, the iron wheels go onward, As if Fate in each were stark ; And the children's souls, which God is calling sunward, Spin on blindly in the dark. Now tell the poor young children, O my brothers, That they look to Him and pray — So the blessed...
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The Dublin university magazine

University magazine - 1845 - 772 pages
...under you, O wheels !— Still, all day, the iron wheels go onward, As if Fato in each were stark ; And the children's souls, which God is calling sunward, Spin on blindly in the dark. That such a piece should be deformed by singularities, not to say conceits, is quite distressing. It...
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Voices of the True-hearted

American literature - 1846 - 308 pages
...or under you, O wheel ! Still, all day, the iron wheels go onward, As if fate in each were stark ! And the children's souls, which God is calling sunward, Spin on blindly in the dark. Now tell the weary children, O my brothers ! That they look to Him and pray For the blessed One who...
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The Poems of Elizabeth Barrett Browning: With Memoir, Etc

Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Children's poetry, English - 1850 - 596 pages
...them prove their inward souls against the notion That they live in you, or under you, O wheels ! — Still, all day, the iron wheels go onward, Grinding...God is calling sunward, Spin on blindly in the dark. IX. Now, tell the poor young children, O my brothers, To look up to Him and pray — So the blessed...
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The Poems of Elizabeth Barrett Browning ...

Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850 - 318 pages
...under you, 0 wheels ! — Still, all day, the iron wheels go onward, As if Fate in each were stark ; And the children's souls, which God is calling sunward, Spin on blindly in the dark. Now tell the poor young children, O my brothers, That they look to Him and pray — So the blessed...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Volume 5, Part 1

Ireland - 1855 - 724 pages
...laden with rank oily vapour, his ears deafened by the roar of incessant wheels : — ' Still all the day the Iron wheels go onward, Grinding life down...is calling sunward, Spin on blindly in the dark.' What a life for a child ! What a substitute for tender prattle, for childish glee, for youthful playtime...
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