 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1878 - 882 pagina’s
...With eyelids heavy and red, A woman eat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread — Stitch I stitch! stitch! In poverty, hunger, and dirt ; And...work — work, Till the stars shine through the roof t It 's oh ! to be a slave Along with the barbarous Tnrk, Where woman has never a soul to save, If... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 pagina’s
...brow severe, And, " I am happiness," he said, " If Virtue guides thee here." THOMAS HOOD. 1798—1845. SONG OF THE SHIRT. WITH fingers weary and worn, With...work — work Till the stars shine through the roof! It 's oh to be a slave Along with the barbarous Turk, Where woman has never a soul to save, If this... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1880 - 480 pagina’s
...its minted coins express. Now slamp'd with the image of Good Queen Bess, And nnw of a Bloody Mary, THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. WITH fingers weary and worn,...pitch She sang the " Song of the Shirt." " Work ! work I work ! While the cock is crowing aloof I And work — work — work, Till the stars shine through... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 pagina’s
...SHIRT. AViTH fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, I'lying thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou...WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW. TO THE HARVEST MOON. PLEASING It 's, O, to be a slave Along with the barbarous Turk, Where woman has never a soul to save, If this... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1881 - 1000 pagina’s
...breast! Owning her weakness, Her evil behavior, And leaving with meekness Her sins to her Saviour. in l , It's O ! to be a slave, Along with the barbarous Turk, Where woman has never a soul to save, If this... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 pagina’s
...he hears the poor moan, Of his morsel a morsel will give, Well-a-day !" THOMAS HOLCBOÏT. THE Soya elting mus It's oh I to be a slave Along with the barbarous Turk, Where woman has never a soul to save, If this... | |
 | James Thomas Fields - 1881 - 412 pagina’s
...: •«• '• ':i! I fall .! .' • And NM- !• dr. 'am ! THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. BY THOMAS HOOD. WITH fingers weary and worn, "With eyelids heavy and...work — work Till the stars shine through the roof! It 's, O, to be a slave Along with the barbarous Turk, Where woman has never a soul to save, If this... | |
 | Alfred Macleod - 1881 - 316 pagina’s
...And in her blood she sank to earth, and with one sob she died ! THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. — (Hood.) WITH fingers weary and worn, with eyelids heavy and...work ! work ! till the stars shine through the roof. It's oh ! to be a slave along with the barbarous Turk, Where woman has never a soul to save, if this... | |
 | 1881 - 520 pagina’s
...old lists, Cheer up, sick heart, who would not die among these Methodists ? " GEORGE ALFRED TOWNSEND. The Song of the Shirt. WITH fingers weary and worn,...Work ! work ! work ! While the cock is crowing aloof! THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. 409 And work — work — work, Till the stars shine through the roof ! It 's,... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1881 - 482 pagina’s
...image of Good Queen And nnw of a Bloody Mary. THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. WITH fingers weary and wut n, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly...Work ! work ! work ! While the cock is crowing aloof I And work — work — work, Till the stars shine through the roof ! It's Oh ! to be a slave Along... | |
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WITH fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread, — • Stitch— stitch— stitch ! In poverty, hunger, and dirt; And still with a voice of dolorous pitch She sang the "Song of the... 
