TNPSC English Study Material- Poems
The
Cry of Children- Elizabeth Barrett Browning.
"For oh," say
the children, "we are weary,
And
we cannot run or leap;
If
we car'd for any meadows, it were merely
To drop down in them and sleep.
Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping,
We fall upon our faces,
trying to go;
And, underneath our heavy eyelids drooping
The reddest flower would
look as pale as snow
For, all day, we drag our
burden tiring
Through
the coal-dark, underground,
Or, all day, we drive
the wheels of iron
In the factories, round
and round
"For all day, the
wheels are droning, turning;
Their wind comes in our
faces,
Till
our hearts turn, our heads with pulses burning,
And the walls turn in
their places:
Turns the sky in the high window blank and
reeling,
Turns the long light
that drops adown the wall,
Turn the black flies
that crawl along the ceiling,
All are turning, all the day, and we with all.
And all day, the iron
wheels are droning,
And
sometimes we could pray,
`0 ye wheels,' moaning
breaking out in a mad
`Stop! be silent for
to-day!
NOTE: The Above poem was unedited and has been taken from Tamil Text book for easy reference for the people preparing for the TNPSC Exams.
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