 | 1832 - 1102 pàgines
...said, " Fear nothing — here am I !" Swing in your strokes in order ; let foot and hand keep tune, Your blows make music sweeter far than any steeple's...But while ye swing your sledges, sing ; and let the burthen be, The Anchor is the Anvil King, and royal craftsmen we ! Strike in, strike in — the sparks... | |
 | 1832 - 1042 pàgines
...deigns save when ye pitch sky high, Then moves his head, as though he said, " Fear nothing — here am 1 1" Swing in your strokes in order ; let foot and...But while ye swing your sledges, sing ; and let the burthen be, The Anchor is the Anvil King, and royal craftsmen we ! Strike in, strike in — the sparks... | |
 | 1832 - 524 pàgines
...save when ye pitch sky high. Then rruves his head, as though he said, * Fear nothing — bere am I !* Swing in your strokes in order ; let foot and hand...than any steeple's chime ; But while ye swing your ttedges, sing ; and let the burthen be, The Anchor is the Anvil King, and royal craftsmen we 1 Strike... | |
 | 1837 - 538 pàgines
...save when ye pitch skyhigh, Then moves his head, as though he said, " Fear notliing — here ami!" Swing in your strokes in order, let foot and hand...and let the burden be, The Anchor is the Anvil King, und royal craftsmen we ! Strike in, strike in, the sparks begin to dull their rustling red ! Our hammers... | |
 | Readings - 1843 - 466 pàgines
...though he said, " Fear nothing—here am I!" Your blows make music sweeter far than any steeple's chime! Swing in your strokes in order, let foot and hand keep time, But while ye swing your sledges, sing; and let the burden be, The Anchor is the Anvil King, and royal... | |
 | sir Charles Gavan Duffy - 1845 - 262 pàgines
...deigns, save when ye pitch sky high; Then moves his head, as tho' he said, " Fear nothing— here am I." Swing in your strokes in order, let foot and hand...Your blows make music sweeter far than any steeple's But, while you sling your sledges, sing—and let the burthen be, The anchor is the anvil king, and... | |
 | Edwin Paxton Hood - 1852 - 236 pàgines
...save when ye pitch sky high, Then moves his head, as though he said, ' Fear nothing — here am I ]' " Swing in your strokes in order ; let foot and hand...But while ye swing your sledges, sing; and let the burthen be, The anchor is the anvil king, and royal craftsmen we ! Strike in, strike in — the sparks... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 pàgines
...save when ye pitch sky-high, Then moves his head, as though he said, " Fear nothing, here am I ! " Swing in your strokes in order, let foot and hand...the sparks begin to dull their rustling red!" Our hammers ring with sharper din, our work will soon be sped ; Our anchor soon must change his bed of... | |
 | John Wilson, John Gibson Lockhart, James Hogg - 1854 - 508 pàgines
...deigns save when ye pitch sky high, Then moves his head, as though he said, " Fear nothing — here am 1 !" Swing in your strokes in order; let foot and...But while ye swing your sledges, sing ; and let the burthen be, The anchor is the anvil king, and royal craftsmen we ! Strike in, strike in — the sparks... | |
 | John Wilson, John Gibson Lockhart - 1854 - 494 pàgines
...deigns save when ye pitch sky high, Then moves his head, as though he said, " Fear nothing—here am 1!" Swing in your strokes in order; let foot and hand...blows make music sweeter far than any steeple's chime; 4 But while ye swing your sledges, sing ; and let the burthen be, The anchor is the anvil king, and... | |
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But while ye swing your sledges, sing ; and let the burden be, " The Anchor is the Anvil King, and royal craftsmen we ; Strike in, strike in, the sparks begin to dull their rustling red!" Our hammers ring with sharper din, our work will soon be sped ;... 
