 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...  Victorian Poetry - 286 psl.redagavo - 1924 - 602 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | 1843 - 1380 psl.
...— " Are cowslips of the meadows Like the weeds anear the mine?* Leave us quiet in the dark of our coal-shadows, From your pleasures fair and fine. "...tremble 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... | |
 | Daniel Kimball Whitaker, Milton Clapp, William Gilmore Simms, James Henley Thornwell - 1845 - 562 psl.
...is cold, — And we young ones stand without. in our bewildering, And the graves are for the old !" "For oh," say the children, "we are weary, And we...burden tiring, Through the coal-dark underground, — Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. "For, all day, the... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 psl.
...cowslips of the meadows Like the weeds anear the mine ?• Leave us quiet in the dark of our coal shadows From your pleasures fair and fine. " For oh !" say...Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping, We fall on our face trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flowers would look... | |
 | 1846 - 308 psl.
...say, " Are cowslips of the meadows Like the weeds anear the mine ? Leave us quiet in the dark of our coal-shadows From your pleasures fair and fine. "...Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping, We fall on our face trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 psl.
...cowslips of the meadows Like the weeds anear the mine?* Leave us quiet in the dark of our coal shadows From your pleasures fair and fine. " For oh !" say...Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping, We fall on our face trying to go ; Antl underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flowers would look... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850 - 318 psl.
...you handfuls of the meadow-cowslips pretty — Laugh aloud, to feel your fingers let them through ! But they answer, " Are your cowslips of the meadows...our burden tiring, Through the coal-dark underground — Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. Till our hearts turn,... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850 - 596 psl.
...the mine ? Leave us quiet in the dark of the coal-shadows, From your pleasures fair and fine ! VI. " For oh," say the children, " we are weary, And we...burden tiring, Through the coal-dark, underground — Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. VII. " For, all day,... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1853 - 508 psl.
...you handfuls of the meadow-cowslips pretty — Laugh aloud, to feel your fingers let them through ! But they answer, ' Are your cowslips of the meadows...our burden tiring Through the coal-dark, underground — Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. ' For, all day, the... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 psl.
...them through ! But they answer, " Are your cowslips of the meadows Like our weeds anear the mine P Leave us quiet in the dark of the coal-shadows, From...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... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1853 - 298 psl.
...anear the mine ? Leave us quiet in the dark of the coal-shadows, From your pleasures fair and fine ! u For oh," say the children, " we are weary, And we...our burden tiring, Through the coal-dark underground — Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. Till our hearts turn,... | |
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