 we are weary, And we cannot run or leap; If we cared for any meadows, it were merely To drop down in them and sleep. Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping, We fall upon our faces, trying to go; And, underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest...  Victorian Poetry - Page 286edited by - 1924 - 602 pagesFull view - About this book
 | 1843 - 1380 pages
...— " Are cowslips of the meadows Like the weeds anear the mine?* Leave us quiet in the dark of our coal-shadows, From your pleasures fair and fine. "...tremble sorely in the stooping — We fall upon our face, trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look as pale... | |
 | Daniel Kimball Whitaker, Milton Clapp, William Gilmore Simms, James Henley Thornwell - 1845 - 562 pages
...is cold, — And we young ones stand without. in our bewildering, And the graves are for the old !" "For oh," say the children, "we are weary, And we...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pages
...cowslips of the meadows Like the weeds anear the mine ?• Leave us quiet in the dark of our coal shadows From your pleasures fair and fine. " For oh !" say...Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping, We fall on our face trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flowers would look... | |
 | 1846 - 308 pages
...say, " Are cowslips of the meadows Like the weeds anear the mine ? Leave us quiet in the dark of our coal-shadows From your pleasures fair and fine. "...Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping, We fall on our face trying to go ; And underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flower would look... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pages
...cowslips of the meadows Like the weeds anear the mine?* Leave us quiet in the dark of our coal shadows From your pleasures fair and fine. " For oh !" say...Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping, We fall on our face trying to go ; Antl underneath our heavy eyelids drooping, The reddest flowers would look... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850 - 318 pages
...you handfuls of the meadow-cowslips pretty — Laugh aloud, to feel your fingers let them through ! But they answer, " Are your cowslips of the meadows...our burden tiring, Through the coal-dark underground — Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. Till our hearts turn,... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850 - 596 pages
...the mine ? Leave us quiet in the dark of the coal-shadows, From your pleasures fair and fine ! VI. " For oh," say the children, " we are weary, And we...burden tiring, Through the coal-dark, underground — Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. VII. " For, all day,... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1853 - 508 pages
...you handfuls of the meadow-cowslips pretty — Laugh aloud, to feel your fingers let them through ! But they answer, ' Are your cowslips of the meadows...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... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 pages
...them through ! But they answer, " Are your cowslips of the meadows Like our weeds anear the mine P Leave us quiet in the dark of the coal-shadows, From...burden tiring, Through the coal-dark, underground — Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron " For, all day, the wheels are droning, turning, — Their... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1853 - 298 pages
...anear the mine ? Leave us quiet in the dark of the coal-shadows, From your pleasures fair and fine ! u For oh," say the children, " we are weary, And we...our burden tiring, Through the coal-dark underground — Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron In the factories, round and round. Till our hearts turn,... | |
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