 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, Would that its tone could reach the...  Songs of Three Centuries - Seite 160herausgegeben von - 1875 - 352 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Nicholas Patrick Wiseman - 1846 - 562 Seiten
...briny bed My tears must stop, for every drop Hinders needle and thread ! 398 Hood's Poems. [June. " With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and...and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this " Song of the Shirt !" Of the longer poems... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 Seiten
...my heart — But in their briny bed My tears must stop, for every drop Hinders needle and thread !" With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and...and dirt ; And still with a voice of dolorous pitch — Would that its tone could reach the rich !— She sang this " Song of the Shirt !" SILENCE. TRERE... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1846 - 672 Seiten
...my heart — But in their briny bed My tears must stop, for every drop Hinders needle and thread !" With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and...and dirt ; And still with a voice of dolorous pitch — Would that its tone could reach the rich !— She sung this " Song of the shirt !" ... | |
 | 1846 - 302 Seiten
...ease my heart, But in their briny bed My tears must stop, for every drop Hinders needle and thread.'* With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and...and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, — Would that its tone could reach the Rich, — She sang this " Song of the Shirt." A STARVATION... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1849 - 430 Seiten
...ease my heartBut in their briny bed My tears must stop, for every drop Hinders needle and thread !" With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and...and dirt; And still with a voice of dolorous pitch — Would that its tone could reach the rich !— ,1 ... ... | |
 | Thomas King Greenbank - 1849 - 446 Seiten
...came at last — but all was o'er — Dead silence reign'd around — The clock struck four! THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. WITH fingers weary and worn, With eyelids...stitch — stitch ! In poverty, hunger, and dirt, COATES. " Work — work — work ! While the cock is crowing aloof! And work — work — work ! Till... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1849 - 424 Seiten
...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 ! 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 Along with the... | |
 | 1850 - 98 Seiten
...! we are saved !' THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. Poetry by the late Thomas Hood.— Music by Henry BuMell. WITH fingers weary and worn. With eyelids heavy and...And still, with a voice of dolorous pitch, She sang I he song of the shirt: — Work, work, work, While the cock is crowing aloof; And work, work, work,... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 768 Seiten
...ignoranee, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from heaven Than when I was a boy. THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids...— work ! Till the stars shine through the roof! It's oh ! to be a slave " Work — work — work ! Till the brain begins to swim ; Work — work—... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 Seiten
...large discourse, that looks before and after.' He ceases to be a man, and becomes a thing." — Parker. 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... | |
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