 | English language - 1861 - 312 страници
...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...window blank and reeling — Turns the long light that droppeth down the wall — Turn the black flies that crawl along the ceiling — All are turning, all... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1862 - 320 страници
...coal-dark, underground ; Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. TO. ' For all day, the wheels are droning, turning ; Their...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,... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1862 - 480 страници
...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...comes in our faces, — Till our hearts turn, — our head, with pulses burning, And the walls turn in their places. Turns the sky in the high window blank... | |
 | Adeline Dutton Train Whitney - 1863 - 370 страници
...factory girl dropped, fainting, in the dizzy heat, before her loom. CHAPTER XXVII. AT THE MILLS. " For all day the wheels are droning, turning, — Their...comes in our faces, — Till our hearts turn, — our head with pulses burning, — And the walla turn in their places." MRS. BROWNING. FAITH sat silent... | |
 | Adeline Dutton Train Whitney - 1863 - 356 страници
...factory girl dropped, fainting, in the dizzy heat, before her loom. CHAPTEE XXVII. AT THE MILLS. " For all day the wheels are droning, turning, — Their...comes in our faces, — Till our hearts turn, — our head with pulses burning,— And the walls turn in their places." MKS. BKOWNINO. FAITH sat silent by... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1864 - 420 страници
...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...comes in our faces, — Till our hearts turn, — our head, with pulses burning, And the walls turn in their places. Turns the sky in the high window blank... | |
 | Emma Jane Worboise - 1864 - 482 страници
...Like those of other large manufacturing towns, the immolated children of Blackingham might say— " For all day the wheels are droning, turning, Their wind 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... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 страници
...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...window blank and reeling, Turns the long light that droppeth down the wall, Turn the black flies that crawl along the ceiling, All are turning, all the... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 574 страници
...drag 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 wheels...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,... | |
 | Mary Anne Marzials - 1867 - 332 страници
...our burden tiring Through the coal-dark underground ; Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron VII. " For all day the wheels are droning, turning; Their...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... | |
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For all day the wheels are droning, turning; Their wind 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 blank and reeling, Turns the long light that drops adown... 
