 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...  The Dublin university magazine - Page 144by University magazine - 1845Full view - About this book
 | England - 1843 - 832 pages
...them and sleep. Our knees tremhle 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 as gnow. For, all day, we drag our hurden tiring, Through the coal-dark underground — Or, all day, we... | |
 | Scotland - 1843 - 1380 pages
...them and sleep. Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping — We fall upon our face, trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest...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... | |
 | 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. " For, all day, the wheels are droning, turning, — ^ Their wind comes in our faces, — Till our hearts turn, — our heads, with pulses burning,... | |
 | Daniel Kimball Whitaker, Milton Clapp, William Gilmore Simms, James Henley Thornwell - 1845 - 562 pages
...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...round. "For, all day, the wheels are droning, turning, — Their wind comes in our faces ; Till our hearts turn, — our heads, with pulses burning, And the... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flowers would look <и pale аз snow ; For all day, we drag our burden tiring. Through...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... | |
 | American literature - 1846 - 302 pages
...down in them and sleep. Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping, We fall on our face trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest...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,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 540 pages
...We fall on our face trying to go ; Antl underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flowers would look as pale as snow ; For all day, we drag...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... | |
 | 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,... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Children's poetry, English - 1850 - 596 pages
...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...wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. VII. " For, all day, the wheels are droning, turning, — Their wind comes in our faces, — Till our... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850 - 318 pages
...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...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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