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" When, packed in one reeking chamber, Man, maid, mother, and little ones lay; While the rain pattered in on the rotting bride-bed, And the walls let in the day. 'When we lay in the burning fever On the mud of the cold clay floor, Till you parted us all... "
The North American Miscellany - Стр. 96
1851
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The Reproach of the Gospel: An Inquiry Into the Apparent Failure of ...

James Hamilton Francis Peile - 1907 - Страниц: 199
...innocent looking, since Charles Kingsley wrote in his poem, "The Poacher's Widow," of the peasant — " Worse housed than your hacks and your pointers, Worse fed than your pigs and your sheep." And then follow the lines which, as you remember, Lancelot Smith would not read,...
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The Pageant of English Poetry

Robert Maynard Leonard - 1909 - Страниц: 606
...rain pattered in on the rotting bride-bed, And the walls let in the day. ' When we lay in the burning fever On the mud of the cold clay floor, Till you parted us all for three months, squire, At the dreary workhouse door. ' We quarrelled like brutes, and who wonders ? What self-respect could we keep,...
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The Oral Study of Literature

Algernon de Vivier Tassin - 1923 - Страниц: 431
...rain pattered in on the rotting bride-bed. And the walls let in the day. When we lay in the burning fever On the mud of the cold clay floor, Till you parted us all for three months, squire, At the dreary workhouse door. "We quarrelled like brutes, and who wonders? What self-respect could we keep,...
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The Works of Charles Kingsley, Том 4

Charles Kingsley - 1899
...rain pattered in on the rotting bride-bed, And the walls let in the day. " When we lay in the burning fever On the mud of the cold clay floor, Till you parted us all for three months, squire. At the dreary workhouse door. " We quarrelled like brutes, and who wonders ? What self-respect could we keep,...
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Fraser's Magazine, Том 38

James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch - 1848
...your barley-fed hares robbed the garden At our starving children's feet ; When we lay in the burning fever On the mud of the cold clay floor, Till you...three months, squire, At the cursed workhouse-door. When packed in one reeking hovel, Man, maid, mother, and sucklings lay ; While the rain ]>attercd in...
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MEMORIAL EDITION. The Family Library OF POETRY AND SONG.

1880
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