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" And underneath our 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 In the factories, round and round. "
Littell's Living Age - Page 520
1886
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Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 54

England - 1843 - 832 pages
...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,...wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. " All day long, the wheels are droning, turning — Their wind comes in our faces 1 Till our hearts...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 54

Scotland - 1843 - 1380 pages
...trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale as snow. For, all day, we drag our burden tiring, Through...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...
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The Poems of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Volume 2

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,...comes in our faces, — Till our hearts turn, — our heads, with pulses burning, And the walls turn in their places — Turns the sky in the high window...
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The United States Magazine and Democratic Review, Volume 15

United States - 1844 - 648 pages
...time others of her writings have Ъееп by that means widely circulated through the United States. " All day, the wheels are droning, turning,— Their...comes in our faces, — Till our hearts turn, — our heads, with pulses burning, And the walls turn in their placesTurns the slcy in the high window blank...
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The United States Democratic Review, Volume 15

United States - 1844 - 638 pages
...time others of her writings have been by that means widely circulated through the United States. « All day, the wheels are droning, turning,— Their...comes in our faces, — Till our hearts turn, — our heads, with pulses burning, And the walls turn in their places— Turns the sky in the high window...
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Southern Quarterly Review, Volume 7

Daniel Kimball Whitaker, Milton Clapp, William Gilmore Simms, James Henley Thornwell - 1845 - 562 pages
...trying to go ; And, underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale as snow, For, all day, we drag our burden tiring, Through...comes in our faces ; Till our hearts turn, — our heads, with pulses burning, And the walls turn in their places, — Turns the sky in the high window...
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The Dublin university magazine

University magazine - 1845 - 772 pages
...trying to fao ; And, underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale as snow. For, all day, we drag our burden tiring, Through...round. " For, all day, the wheels are droning, turning — Thuir wind comes in our faces — * Poems by Elizabeth Barrett Barrett, author of the " Seraphim,"...
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

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...
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Voices of the True-hearted

American literature - 1846 - 308 pages
...trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale as snow; For all day, we drag our burden tiring, Through...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,...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 540 pages
...trying to go ; Antl underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flowers would look as pale as 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...
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