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" BESIDE the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand; His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried in the sand. Again, in the mist and shadow of sleep, He saw his Native Land. "
The Youth's magazine, or Evangelical miscellany - Сторінка 287
1831
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Apartheid and Beyond: South African Writers and the Politics of Place

Rita Barnard - 2006 - 234 стор.
...these reflections: Beside the ungathered rice he lay His sickle in his hand His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried in the sand. Again, in the...heard the tinkling caravans Descend the mountain road. . . . And then at furious speed he rode Along the Niger's bank; His bridle-reins were golden chains,...
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The Children's Picture Magazine, Томи 30 – 31

1867
...SLAVE'S DBEAM. Beside the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand ; His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried in the sand. Again, in the...the mountain road. He saw once more his dark-eyed qneen Among the children stand; They clasped his neck, they kissed his cheeks, They held him by the...
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