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" Week in. week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. "
American Monthly Knickerbocker - Page 419
1840
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The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, 43. köide

1844 - 454 lehte
...whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. Week hi, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow...measured beat, and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open...
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Bentley's Miscellany, 7. köide

1841 - 754 lehte
...a spreading chestnut tree The village smithy stands ; The smith a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands, And the muscles of his brawny arms Are...measured beat and slow, — Like a sexton ringing the old kirk-chimes, When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open...
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American Monthly Knickerbocker, 16. köide

1840 - 566 lehte
...sweat j He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. in. Week out, week in, from morn till night, You can hear...sledge, With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton tinging the old kirk chimes When the evening aun is low. And children coming home from school Look...
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Bentley's Miscellany, 7. köide

1841 - 744 lehte
...a spreading chestnut tree The village smithy stands ; The smith a mighty man is he. With large and sinewy hands, And the muscles of his brawny arms Are...measured beat and slow, — Like a sexton ringing the old kirk-chimes, When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open...
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The Poets and Poetry of America: With an Historical Introduction

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 lehte
...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 blow...measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open...
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Ballads and Other Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 148 lehte
...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 blow...measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open...
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The Monthly Review

1842 - 610 lehte
...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 blow...measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open...
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The Children's Magazine and Missionary Repository, 19. köide

1856 - 1026 lehte
...the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. Week in, week out, from morn till night, Yon can hear his bellows blow ; You can hear him swing...measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open...
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Voices of the Night

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 570 lehte
...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 blow...measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open...
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Readings in American Poetry

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 280 lehte
...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 blow...measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open...
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