 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 616 str.
...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...little stick upon the bundle. He gave a deep sigh ; I saw the iron enter into his soul. I burst into tears; I could not sustain the picture of confinement... | |
 | William Enfield, James Pycroft - 1851 - 422 str.
...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...little stick upon the bundle. He gave a deep sigh — I saw the iron enter into his soul — I burst into tears — I could not sustain the picture of... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 str.
...sticks in ki* hand, and with a rusty nail he was etching another i*y of misery to add to the heap. and C (tick upon the bundle. He gave a deep sigh : I saw the iron enter into his soul. I burst into tears... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1851 - 360 str.
...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 head, and went on with his work of affliction. I heard his chains upon his legs, as... | |
 | Anna U. Russell - 1853 - 580 str.
...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...little stick upon the bundle : — He gave a deep sigh — I saw the iron enter into his soul. — I burst into tears : — I could not sustain the picture... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1853 - 336 str.
...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...little stick upon the bundle — He gave a deep sigh — I saw the iron enter into his soul — I burst into tears — I could not sustain the picture of... | |
 | T. Matthay - 1875 - 240 str.
...little light he haul, he lifted up a hopeless eye towards the door, thai cast" it down — shook71 his head, and went on with his work of affliction."...he turned his body to lay his little stick upon the bandle. He gave a deep sigh7' — I saw the iron enter into his sonL7* 1 burst я into tears — I... | |
 | John Walker Vilant Macbeth - 1875 - 558 str.
...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 -toward the door, then cast his eyes down, shook his head, and went on with his work of affliction.... | |
 | Robert Skakel Knight - 1876 - 192 str.
...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...little stick upon the bundle. He gave a deep sigh : I saw the iron enter into his soul. I burst into tears : I could not sustain the picture of confinement... | |
 | 1878 - 446 str.
...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...lay his little stick upon the bundle. He gave a deep sigh—I saw the iron enter into his soul—I burst into tears—I could not sustain the picture of... | |
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As I 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. I heard his chains upon his legs, as he turned his body to lay his little stick upon the... 
