 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 หน้า
...And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed — she had Another morn than GUI'S. THE 80NQ Of THE SHIRT. WITH fingers weary and worn, With eyelids..."Work! work! work! While the cock is crowing aloof 1 And work — work — work, Till the stars shine through the roof! It's oh! to be a slave Along with... | |
 | Charlotte Elizabeth Tonna - 1844 - 622 หน้า
...futurity, where the tears shall be wiped from many a mourner's eye, and sorrow and sighing shall flee away. WITH fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and...of dolorous pitch She sang the " Song of the Shirt I" " Work 1 work ! work ! While the cock is crowing aloof! And work — work — work, Till the stars... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 หน้า
...me. 2r THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. WITR fingera weary and wom, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman eat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread —...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... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1845 - 442 หน้า
...worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and threadStitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger, and dirt And...— 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 - 1845 - 434 หน้า
...worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and threadStitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger, and dirt And...— 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 gave If THIS... | |
 | Nicholas Patrick Wiseman - 1846 - 562 หน้า
...Poems. [June. that there is in it no more of exaggeration than what must be found in all such pictures.* THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. " WITH fingers weary and worn,...work — work, Till the stars shine through the roof! It's 0 ! to be a slave Along with the barbarous Turk, Where woman has never a soul to save, If this... | |
 | 1846 - 302 หน้า
...'Twill be like hearing in a foreign clime ENGLISH DESTITUTION. 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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 หน้า
...low degree, But I must weep that partial fate Made such a churl of me. SF THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. WITR fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red,...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... | |
 | 1846 - 308 หน้า
...foreign clime ENGLISH DESTITUTION. THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. BY THOMAS HOOD. With fingers weary and woni, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly...work— work, Till the stars shine through the roof! It's 0 ! to be a slave Along with the barbarous Turk, Where woman has never a soul to save, If this... | |
 | Henry Clapp - 1846 - 228 หน้า
...triumphs. Yours, for Free Meeting and the Spontaneous Press, THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. BY THOMAS HOOD. With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and..."Work! work! work! While the cock is crowing aloof! And work—work—work! Till the stars shine through the roof! It's oh! to be a slave NP ROGERS. Where... | |
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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... 
