 Work, work, work! From weary chime to chime ; Work, work, work, As prisoners work for crime : Band and gusset and seam, Seam and gusset and band, Till the heart is sick, and the brain benumbed, As well as the weary hand.  The New Republic: Founded on the Natural and Inalienable Rights of Man, and ... - Sayfa 241E. J. Schellhous tarafından - 1883 - 354 sayfaTam görünüm - Bu kitap hakkında
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 sayfa
...Because of the fasts I keep ; O God ! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap 1 ' ' Work — work — work ! My labor never flags; And...blank my shadow I thank For sometimes falling there ! " Work — work — work ! From weary chime to chime! Work — work — work — As prisoners work... | |
 | George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1843 - 530 sayfa
...! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap ! " Work — work — work ! My labour never flags ¡ And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A cruet of bread — and rags, That ghatter'd roof— and this naked floor — A table — a broken chair... | |
 | 1847 - 800 sayfa
...And flesh and blood so cheap ! " Work, work, work ! My labor never flags ; And what arc its wa»es? A bed of straw — A crust of bread — and rags....roof— and this naked floor — A table — a broken cbair — And a wall so blank, my shadow I thank For sometimes falling there. 0 ! but to breathe the... | |
 | Johann Georg Kohl - 1844 - 316 sayfa
...God ! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap! ") Work ! work ! work ! My labour never flags; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust of bread — and rags, That shatter'd roof — and this naked floorA table — a broken chair — *) £> Scanner mit lieben (Scfcrceftern... | |
 | Charlotte Elizabeth Tonna - 1844 - 622 sayfa
...! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap ! " Work — work — work ; My labour never flags; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust of bread — and rags. That shatter'd roof— and this naked floor A table — a broken chair — And a wall so blank, my shadow... | |
 | 1844 - 878 sayfa
...God ! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap 1 Work — work— work ! My labour never flags ; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, A crust of brood— and rags. That shattered roof, and this naked floor— A table — a broken chair — And... | |
 | Johann Georg Kohl - 1844 - 316 sayfa
...God ! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap ! **) Work ! work ! work ? My labour never flags; And what are its wages ? A bed of straw, • ... , A crnst of bread — and rags, That shatter'd roof — and this naked lluor '. .: Atable — a broken... | |
 | 1844 - 858 sayfa
...! that bread should ho во dear, And flesh and blood во cheap ! Work— work— work ! My labour never flags ; And what are its wages? A bed of straw, A cnist of bread — and rag*. That shattered roof, and this naked floor— A table — a broken chair... | |
 | Grace Webster - 1845 - 910 sayfa
...fitted for the undertaking than Mr. Law, who forthwith set out upon his long journey. CHAPTER III. A bed of straw, A crust of bread — and rags, That...— my shadow I thank For sometimes falling there ! PUNCH. THE miser's hut was on a moor, and so low that at a little distance it appeared but as a slight... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1845 - 442 sayfa
...Because of the fast I keep : Oh God ! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap ! " Work — work — work ! My labor never flags ; And...wages ? A bed of straw, A crust of bread — and rags : A shattered roof — and this naked floor — A table — a broken chair — And a wall so blank... | |
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