 | 1832 - 524 pagina’s
...save when ye pitch sky high. Then rruves his head, as though he said, * Fear nothing — bere am I !* Swing in your strokes in order ; let foot and hand...than any steeple's chime ; But while ye swing your ttedges, sing ; and let the burthen be, The Anchor is the Anvil King, and royal craftsmen we 1 Strike... | |
 | 1832 - 526 pagina’s
...foot and hand Veep timp, Your blows make mosic sweeter far than any steeple's chime ; But while yc swing your sledges, sing ; and let the burthen be, The Anchor is the Anvil King, and rojal craftsmen we I Strike In, strike in — the sparks begin to dull thetr rustling red ; Our hammers... | |
 | 1837 - 538 pagina’s
...save when ye pitch skyhigh, Then moves his head, as though he said, " Fear notliing — here ami!" Swing in your strokes in order, let foot and hand...But while ye swing your sledges, sing ; and let the burden be, The Anchor is the Anvil King, und royal craftsmen we ! Strike in, strike in, the sparks... | |
 | Readings - 1843 - 466 pagina’s
...though he said, " Fear nothing—here am I!" Your blows make music sweeter far than any steeple's chime! Swing in your strokes in order, let foot and hand keep time, But while ye swing your sledges, sing; and let the burden be, The Anchor is the Anvil King, and royal... | |
 | sir Charles Gavan Duffy - 1845 - 262 pagina’s
...deigns, save when ye pitch sky high; Then moves his head, as tho' he said, " Fear nothing— here am I." Swing in your strokes in order, let foot and hand...Your blows make music sweeter far than any steeple's But, while you sling your sledges, sing—and let the burthen be, The anchor is the anvil king, and... | |
 | 1847 - 334 pagina’s
...deigns, save when ye pitch sky-high, Then moves his head, as though he said, " Fear nothing— here ara 1 1~ Swing in your strokes in order, let foot and...But while ye swing your sledges, sing ; and let the burden be( The Anchor is the Anvil King, and royal craftsmen we! Strike in, strike in, the sparks begin... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 pagina’s
...save when ye pitch sky-high, Then moves his head, as though he said, " Fear nothing, here am I ! " Swing in your strokes in order, let foot and hand...But while ye swing your sledges, sing ; and let the burden be, " The Anchor is the Anvil King, and royal craftsmen we ; Strike in, strike in, the sparks... | |
 | John Wilson, John Gibson Lockhart - 1854 - 494 pagina’s
...deigns save when ye pitch sky high, Then moves his head, as though he said, " Fear nothing—here am 1!" Swing in your strokes in order; let foot and hand...blows make music sweeter far than any steeple's chime; 4 But while ye swing your sledges, sing ; and let the burthen be, The anchor is the anvil king, and... | |
 | Edward Hayes - 1856 - 396 pagina’s
...save when ye pitch sky high ; Then moves his head, as tho' he said, " Fear nothing — here am I ! " Swing in your strokes in order, let foot and hand...music sweeter far than any steeple's chime. But while you sling your sledges, sing — tad let the burden be, The anchor is the anvil king, and royal craftsmen... | |
 | Edward Hayes (collector of ballads) - 1856 - 442 pagina’s
...save when ye pitch sky high ; Then moves his head, as tho' he said, " Fear nothing — here am I." Swing in your strokes in order, let foot and hand...music sweeter far than any steeple's chime. But while you sling your sledges, sing — and let the burthen be, The anchor is the anvil king, and royal craftsmen... | |
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King, and royal craftsmen we ; Strike in, strike in, the sparks begin to dull their rustling red!" Our hammers ring with sharper din, our work will soon be sped ; Our anchor soon must change... 
