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" 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 flower would look as pale as snow. For... "
Blackwood's Magazine - Página 261
1843
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The Poems of Elizabeth Barrett Browning ...

Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850
...heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale as snow. For, all day, we drag our burden tiring, Through the coal-dark underground — Or,...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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The Gossips of Rivertown: With Sketches in Prose and Verse

Alice Bradley Haven - 1850 - 321 páginas
...uttered Miss Barret's " Moan of the Children," as she pressed her hands upon her throbbing temples. " All day long the wheels are droning, turning, Their wind comes in our faces, Till our hearts turn, and our heads with pulses burning ; And the walls turn in their places ! Turns...
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The Gossips of Rivertown: With Sketches in Prose and Verse

Alice Bradley Haven - 1850 - 321 páginas
...uttered Miss Barret's " Moan of the Children," as she pressed her hands upon her throbbing temples. "AD day long the wheels are droning, turning, Their wind comes in our faces, Till our hearts turn, and our heads with pulses burning ; And the walls turn in their places ! Turns...
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The Zend-Avesta, and Solar Religions: An Historical Compilation; with Notes ...

M. Edgeworth Lazarus - 1852 - 132 páginas
...eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale as snow. For all day long we drag our burden, tiring, Through the coal-dark under-ground— Or all...wheels of iron In the factories round and round." Every organ grows and strengthens itself by its normal or harmonic action, which varies only within...
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Poets of England and America: Being Selections from the Best Authors of Both ...

1853 - 472 páginas
...to go ; And, underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale as snow. For, all day, we drag our hurden tiring, Through the...wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. " For, all day, the wheels are droning, turning, — Their wind comes in our faces, — Till our hearts...
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Poems, Volumen2

Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1853
...heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale as snow. For, all day, we drag our burden tiring Through the coal-dark, underground — Or,...wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. ' For, all day, the wheels are droning, turning, — Their wind comes in our faces, — Till our hearts...
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Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, Volumen1

Beautiful poetry - 1853
...heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest 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 iron " For, all day, the wheels are droning, turning, — Their wind comes in our faces, — Till our hearts...
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A South-side View of Slavery; Or, Three Months at the South, in 1854

Nehemiah Adams - 1854 - 208 páginas
...it were merely To lie down in them and sleep. — The reddest flowers would look as pale as snow." " All day long the wheels are droning, turning ; Their wind comes in our faces ; Till our hearts turn, and our heads with pulses burning, And the walls turn in their places. Turns...
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A South-side View of Slavery; Or, Three Months at the South, in 1854

Nehemiah Adams - 1854 - 208 páginas
...it were merely To lie down in them and sleep. — The reddest flowers would look as pale as snow." " All day long the wheels are droning, turning ; Their wind comes in our faces ; Till our hearts turn, and our heads with pulses burning, And the walls turn in then- places. Turns...
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Tait's Edinburgh magazine, Volumen23

1856
...eyelids, drooping, The reddest flowers would look as pale as snow. For all day we drag our burden, tiring, Through the coal-dark underground — Or,...wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. " For, all day, the wheels are droning, turning — Their wind comes in our faces — Till our hearts...
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