 | 1868 - 848 стор.
...for work lie shod ; Made to tread the mills of toil ; Up and down the ceaseless moil — Happy if thy track be found Never on forbidden ground — Happy if they sink not in Quick nnd treacherous tands of sin. Ah ! tbnt thee but knew the joy Ere it passes, barefoot boy I From the... | |
 | 1868 - 220 стор.
...Shall the cool wind kiss the heat: All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod — Like a colt's, for work be shod. Happy if their track be found Never on forbidden ground ; Happy if they sink not in Quick and treacherous... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1871 - 292 стор.
...Shall the cool wind kiss the heat : All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work...sink not in Quick and treacherous sands of sin. Ah I that thou could'st know thy joy. Ere it passes, barefoot boy ! — John G. Whittier LITTLE BELL.... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1871 - 410 стор.
...Shall the cool wind kiss the heat : All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work...tread the mills of toil, Up and down in ceaseless moil ; 9 Happy if their track be found Never on forbidden ground ; Happy if they sink not in Quick and treacherous... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 стор.
...Shall the cool wind kiss the heat : All too soon these feet must hide III the prison cells of pride, n2 tuil. YOUTH. 27 Up and down in ceaseless moil : Happy if their track be found Never on forbidden ground... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1871 - 506 стор.
...feet mnst hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod. Like a colt's for work he shod, Made to tread the mills of toil, Up and down in ceaseless moil : Happy if their track he fonnd Never on forhidden gronnd ; Happy if they sink not in QttICK and treacherons sands of sin.... | |
 | 1872 - 598 стор.
...Shall the cool wind kiss the heat ; All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work...could'st know thy joy Ere it passes, barefoot boy I JG Whitlic:: VALUE OK A GOOD CREDIT. — A celebrated gambler, of great address but notorious bad... | |
 | Ephraim Hunt - 1872 - 658 стор.
...Shall the cool wind kiss the heat : All too soon these feet must hide In the prison-cells of pride ; Lose the freedom of the sod ; Like a colt's, for work...thou couldst know thy joy Ere it passes, barefoot boy 1 SNOW-ROUND. THE sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of gray, And, darkly circled,... | |
 | 1872 - 660 стор.
...Shall the cool wind kiss the heat: All too soon those feet must hide In the prison-cells of pride ; Lose the freedom of the sod ; Like a colt's, for work...in Quick and treacherous sands of sin. Ah that thou couklst know thy joy Ere it passes, barefoot boy ! SNOW-BOUND. THE sun that brief December day Rose... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1872 - 296 стор.
...Shall the cool wind kiss the heat : All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work...not in Quick and treacherous sands of sin. Ah ! that them could'st know thy joy. Ere it passes, barefoot boy ! — John O. }Vhittier. LITTLE BELL. PIPED... | |
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All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be shod, Made to tread the mills of toil, Up and down in ceaseless moil... 
