When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down, the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength, And crop-full... The History and Annals of Blackley and Neighbourhood - Страница 133 по Philip Wentworth - 1892 - 224 страници Пълен достъп -
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