 | 1843 - 832 страници
...turning — Their wind comes in our faces 1 Till our hearts turn, and our heads with pulses hurning, And the walls turn in their places ! Turns the sky in the high window hlank and reeling — Turns the long light that droppeth down the wall — Turn the hlack flies that... | |
 | 1843 - 1380 страници
...underground — Or, all day, we drive 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, and our heads with pulses burning, And the walls turn in their places ! Turns the sky in the high window... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1844 - 290 страници
...coal-dark, underground — uu day, we drive the wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. " For, all day, the wheels are droning, turning, —...Turn the black flies that crawl along the ceiling — All are turning, all the day, and we with all ! — And all day, the iron wheels are droning ;... | |
 | 1844 - 638 страници
...time others of her writings have been by that means widely circulated through the United States. « All day, the wheels are droning, turning,— Their...Turn the black flies that crawl along the ceiling — All are turning, all the day, and we with all ! — And all day the iron wheels are droning; And... | |
 | 1844 - 648 страници
...time others of her writings have Ъееп by that means widely circulated through the United States. " All day, the wheels are droning, turning,— Their...heads, with pulses burning, And the walls turn in their placesTurns the slcy in the high window blank and reeling — Turns the long light that droppeth down... | |
 | Daniel Kimball Whitaker, Milton Clapp, William Gilmore Simms, James Henley Thornwell - 1845 - 562 страници
...coal-dark underground, — Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. "For, all day, the wheels are droning, turning, —...window blank and reeling, — Turns the long light thatdroppeth down the wall,Turn the black flies that crawl along the ceiling, — All are turning,... | |
 | University magazine - 1845 - 772 страници
...oar hearts tarn — oar heads, with pulses burning. And the walls turn in their places — Tarns tlic sky in the high window blank and reeling — Turns the long light that droppeth down the wall — Torn the black flies that crawl along the ceiling — All are turning, all the day, and wo with... | |
 | 1846 - 588 страници
...ceaseless uniformity of revolution. ' — All day, the wheels are droning, turning, — Their wind cornea in our faces, — Till our hearts turn, — our heads,...Turns the sky in the high window blank and reeling — Tunis the long light that droppeth down the wall — Turn the black flies that crawl along the... | |
 | 1846 - 302 страници
...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...window blank and reeling, Turns the long light that droopeth down the wall, Turn the black flies that crawl along the ceiling, All are turning all the... | |
 | 1846 - 592 страници
...all is hard order and method, change without variety, and ceaseless uniformity of revolution. ' — All day, the wheels are droning, turning, — Their...turn, — our heads, with pulses burning, And the walla turn in their places — Turns the sky in the high window blank and reeling — Turns the long... | |
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Turns the long light that drops adown the wall, Turn the black flies that crawl along the ceiling, All are turning, all the day, and we with all. And all day the iron wheels are droning, And sometimes we could pray, 'O ye wheels' (breaking out in a mad... 
