 His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows...  Living Thoughts in Words that Burn, from Poet, Sage and Humorist - Page 46by Charles F. Beezley - 1891 - 382 pagesFull view - About this book
 | United States - 1843 - 678 pages
...For he owes not any man. Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow ¡i You can hear him swing his heavy sledge, With measured...catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray... | |
 | United States - 1843 - 708 pages
...For he owes not any man. Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow ji You can hear him swing his heavy sledge, With measured...catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray... | |
 | Children's poetry - 1843 - 184 pages
...blow, You can hear him swing his heavy sledge With measured beat and slow, Like the sexton ringing the bell, When the evening sun is low. And children, coming...catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from the threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson... | |
 | The Mirror of Literature,Amusement,and Instruction.New Series.VOL.V - 1844 - 440 pages
...beat, and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. 74 THE MIRROR. And children coming home from school Look in at the...daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice. It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1844 - 136 pages
...sledge, With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell When the evening sun ia low. And children coming home from school, Look in...catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a thrashing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church. And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray... | |
 | William Draper Swan - American literature - 1845 - 482 pages
...And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and lung ; His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest...catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray... | |
 | William Russell, John Goldsbury - Elocution - 1845 - 292 pages
...; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge With measured beat and slow, Like the sexton ringing the bell, When the evening sun is low. And children coming...catch the burning sparks, that fly Like chaff' from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray... | |
 | William Russell, John Goldsbury - Elocution - 1845 - 300 pages
...; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge With measured beat and slow, Like the sexton ringing the bell, When the evening sun is low. And children coming...roar, And catch the burning sparks, that fly Like chaif from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the... | |
 | William Draper Swan - American literature - 1845 - 494 pages
...With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell When the evening siin is low. M And children, coming home from school, Look in at...catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray... | |
 | 1864 - 726 pages
...whole world in the face, Tor he owes not any man. " Week in, week out, from morn till night, You nan hear his bellows blow ; You can hear him swing his...catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor. " He goes on Sunday to the church. And sits among his boys ; He hears the parson pray... | |
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