 | George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1843 - 530 páginas
...never flags ¡ And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A cruet of bread — and rags, That ghatter'd roof— and this naked floor — A table — a broken...blank, my shadow I thank For sometimes falling there ! " Work — work — work ! From weary chime to chime Work — work — work, AS prisoners work for... | |
 | 1844 - 878 páginas
...work— work ! My labour never flags ; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust of brood— and rags. That shattered roof, and this naked floor—...blank, my shadow I thank For sometimes falling there ! Work — work — work ! From weary chime to chime ; Work — work — work ! As prisoners work for... | |
 | 1844 - 858 páginas
...work ! My labour never flags ; And what are its wages? A bed of straw, A cnist of bread — and rag*. That shattered roof, and this naked floor— A table...blank, my shadow I thank For sometimes falling there ! Work — work — work ! From weary chime to chime ¡ Work — work— work ! As prisoners work for... | |
 | Charlotte Elizabeth Tonna - 1844 - 622 páginas
...never flags; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust of bread — and rags. That shatter'd roof— and this naked floor A table — a broken...blank, my shadow I thank For sometimes falling there ! " Work— work — work ! From weary chime to chime, Work — work — work — As prisoners work... | |
 | 1847 - 800 páginas
...so cheap ! " Work, work, work ! My labor never flags ; And what arc its wa»es? A bed of straw — A crust of bread — and rags. That shattered roof— and this naked floor — A table — a broken cbair — And a wall so blank, my shadow I thank For sometimes falling there. 0 ! but to breathe the... | |
 | Johann Georg Kohl - 1844 - 316 páginas
...halte, O ®ott ! baf йЧ-оЬ fo t&euer tfi unb gleifcl) unb SBlut fo 2>aé Sieb ber SWbertn. 207 And a wall so blank, my shadow I thank For sometimes falling there! *) Work! work! work! From weary chime to chime, Work ! work! work — As prisoners work for crime !... | |
 | Grace Webster - 1845 - 910 páginas
...undertaking than Mr. Law, who forthwith set out upon his long journey. CHAPTER III. A bed of straw, A crust of bread — and rags, That shattered roof...— my shadow I thank For sometimes falling there ! PUNCH. THE miser's hut was on a moor, and so low that at a little distance it appeared but as a slight... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1845 - 442 páginas
...! My labor never flags ; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust of bread — and rags : A shattered roof — and this naked floor — A table...blank my shadow I thank For sometimes falling there ! " Work — work — work ! From weary chime to chime ; Work — work — work ! As prisoners work,... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1845 - 434 páginas
...! My labor never flags ; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust of bread — and rags : A shattered roof — and this naked floor — A table...blank my shadow I thank For sometimes falling there ! " Work — work — work ! From weary chime to chime ; Work — work — work ! As prisoners work,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 páginas
...never flags ; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust of bread — and rags : A- shatter'd roof — and this naked floor — A table — a broken...blank my shadow I thank For sometimes falling there ! " Work — work — work ! From weary chime to chime ; Work — work — work, As prisoners work,... | |
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Work, work, work, As prisoners work for crime : Band and gusset and seam, Seam and gusset and band, Till the heart is sick, and the brain benumbed, As well as the weary hand. 
