 | William Wordsworth - 1977 - 308 Seiten
...the little light he had, he lifted up a hopeless eye towards the door, then cast it down — shook his head, and went on with his work of affliction. I heard his chains upon his legs, as he turn'd his body to lay his little stick upon the bundle — He gave a deep sigh — I saw the iron... | |
 | Philip W. Martin - 1982 - 268 Seiten
...darkened the little light he had, he lifted up a hopeless eye towards the door, then cast it down, shook his head, and went on with his work of affliction....his legs, as he turned his body to lay his little stick upon the bundle - He gave a deep sigh - I saw the iron enter into his soul - I burst into tears... | |
 | John Bender - 1987 - 355 Seiten
...the little light he had, he lifted up a hopeless eye towards the door, then cast it down — shook his head, and went on with his work of affliction. I heard his chains upon his legs, as he turn'd his body to lay his little stick upon the bundle — He gave a deep sigh — I saw the iron... | |
 | William Clark, Jan Golinski, Simon Schaffer - 1999 - 586 Seiten
...the little light he had, he lifted up a hopeless eye towards the door, then cast it down — shook his head, and went on with his work of affliction....his legs, as he turned his body to lay his little stick upon the bundle — He gave a deep sigh — I saw the iron enter into his soul — I burst into... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 2006 - 284 Seiten
...the little light he had, he lifted up a hopeless eye towards the door, then cast it down — shook his head, and went on with his work of affliction. I heard his chains upon his legs, as he turn'd his body to lay his little stick upon the bundle — He gave a deep sigh — I saw the iron... | |
 | J.C. GROCOTT - 1854 - 310 Seiten
...ENTERED, tie. "Whose feet they hurt in the stocks : the iron entered into his soul. Psalm 105, v. 18. I heard his chains upon his legs, as he turned his body to lay his little stick upon the bundle. He gave a deep sigh. — I saw the iron enter into his soul. STZJOTE. The Captive.... | |
 | 666 Seiten
...door, then cast it down, shook his head, and then went on with his work of affliction. I heard the chains upon his legs, as he turned his body to lay his little itick upon the bundle ; he gave a deep sigh. I saw the iron enter his soul ; I burst into tears. I... | |
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... there. He had one of these little sticks in his hand, and with a rusty nail he was etching another day of misery to add to the heap. As I darkened the little light he had, he lifted up a hopeless eye towards the door, then cast it down, shook his... 
