...over. Read. CHAPTER VIIL ATHALIA, THE SEWING GIRL. " How full of briars i> this working day world." ** With fingers weary and worn. With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat In unwomanly rags, Flying her needle and thread." ATIIALIA wore not unwomanly rags at the period when I shall commence...

...the spring. Oh ! but for one short hour ! A respite, however brief! Ho blessed leisure for love or hope, But only time for grief! A little weeping would ease my heart, Bat in their briny place My tears must stop, for every drop Woold my labor'd lines deface. With fingers...

...might have been good ground of complaint. There was a little poem of Hood's, that began thus : — " With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman Eat in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread. Stitch! stitch! stitch! In poverty, hunger and...

[ O conteúdo desta página está restrito ]

...meal ! " Oh ! but for one short hour ! A respite however brief ! — No blessed leisure for Love or Hope, But only time for Grief! A little weeping would...must stop, for every drop Hinders needle and thread. • " Witli fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags, Plying...

...costs a meal. Oh ! liu t for one short hour ! A respite however brief ! No blessed leisure for Love or Hope, But only time for Grief ! A little weeping would...their briny bed My tears must stop, for every drop Hinder* needle and thread." Scarcely less beautiful is the " Bridge of Sighs," in which, as in the...

...for one short year To be some good man's wife, Even if I were left a widow All the rest of my life. A little weeping would ease my heart, But in their briny bed My tears must stop, for every drop Is fatal to " carmine red." With a heart that was tired to death Of being so old a maid, A milliner...

...a meal ! " Oh ! but for one short hour ! A respite, however brief ! No blessed leisure for love or hope, But only time for grief ! A little weeping would...With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly raga, Plying her needle and thread ; Stitch — stitch — stitch ! In poverty, hunger, and dirt ;...

...costs a meal ! " Oh, but for one short hour ! A respite, however brief ! No blessed leisure for love or hope, But only time for grief ! A little weeping would...weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sate in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread ! Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger,...

[ O conteúdo desta página está restrito ]