Child, what hast thou with sleep to do ? Awake, and dry thine eyes! Thy tiny hands must labour too ; Our bread is tax'd — arise ! Arise, and toil long hours twice seven, For pennies two or three ; Thy woes make angels weep in Heaven,— But England... The Poetical Works of Ebenezer Elliott - Pągina 107per Ebenezer Elliott - 1840 - 179 pąginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
| William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 pągines
...? Up, up, and toil for gouls, Who drink our tears, but never weep, And, soulless, eat our souls. " Child, what hast thou with sleep to do ? Awake, and...hours twice seven, For pennies two or three ; Thy w_oes make angels weep in Heaven, But England still is free I " Up, weary man, of eighty-five, And... | |
| Ebenezer Elliott - 1833 - 286 pągines
...? Up, up, and toil for gouls, Who drink our tears, but never weep, And, soul-less, eat our souls ! Child, what hast thou with sleep to do ? Awake, and...pennies two or three ; Thy woes make angels weep in Heaven,But England still is free. Up, weary man, of eighty-five, And toil in hopeless woe ! Our bread... | |
| William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - 850 pągines
...? Up, up, and toil for gouls, Who drink our tears, but never weep, And, soulless, eat our souls. " Child, what hast thou with sleep to do ? Awake, and...eyes : Thy tiny hands must labour too ; Our bread ”9 tax'd, arise ! Arise, and toil long hours twice seven, For pennies two or three ; Thy woes make... | |
| Ebenezer Elliott - 1833 - 290 pągines
...? Up, up, and toil for gouls, Who drink our tears, but never weep, And, soul-less, eat our souls ! Child, what hast thou with sleep to do ? Awake, and dry thine eyes! Thy tiny hands must labour too ; 1 Our bread is tax'd—arise ! Arise, and toil long hours twice seven, i For pennies two or three... | |
| Ebenezer Elliott - 1834 - 300 pągines
...? Up, up, and toil for gouls, Who drink our tears, but never weep, And, soul-less, eat our souls ! Child, what hast thou with sleep to do ? Awake, and...Up, weary man, of eighty-five, And toil in hopeless woe ! Our bread is tax'd, our rivals thrive, Our gods will have it so. Yet God is undethron'd on high,... | |
| Ebenezer Elliott - 1834 - 296 pągines
...? Up, up, and toil for gouls, Who drink our tears, but never weep, And, soul-less, eat our souls ! Child, what hast thou with sleep to do ? Awake, and...'• Thy tiny hands must labour too ; Our bread is tax'd—arise ! Arise, and toil long hours twice seven, For pennies two or three ; Thy woes make angels... | |
| John Noble - 1875 - 386 pągines
...? Up, up, and toil for ghouls, Who drink our tears, but never weep, And, soulless, eat our souls ! Child, what hast thou with sleep to do ? Awake, and...Heaven, But England still is free. Up, weary man, of eighty five,* And toil in hopeless woe ! Our bread is taxed, our rivals thrive, Our gods will have... | |
| Edward Potts Cheyney - 1908 - 830 pągines
...all, assassins all, All cannibals we be, And death shall have no funeral, From shipless sea to sea. Child, what hast thou with sleep to do? Awake, and dry thine eyes ! Thy tiny hands must labor too; Our bread is taxed. Arise ! Arise, and toil long hours twice seven, For pennies two or three... | |
| 1911 - 242 pągines
...? 5 Up, up, and toil for ghouls, Who drink our tears, but never weep, And soulless eat our souls ! Child, what hast thou with sleep to do ? Awake, and dry thine eyes! 10 Thy tiny hands must labour too ; Our bread is tax'd — arise! Arise, and toil long hours twice... | |
| Henry Woodd Nevinson - 1913 - 370 pągines
...street Know their little naked feet." Or let us take one verse from the lines, " O Lord, how long ? " " Child, what hast thou with sleep to do ? Awake, and...angels weep in Heaven — But England still is free." Or we might recall " The Coming Cry," by Ebenezer Jones, with its great refrain : " Perhaps it's better... | |
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