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The Song Of The Shirt

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The Song of the Shirt

With fingers weary and worn,
With eyelids heavy and red,
A woman sat, in unwomanly rags,
Plying her needle and thread--
Stitch! stitch! stitch!
In poverty, hunger, and dirt,
And still with a voice of dolorous pitch
She sang the "Song of the Shirt."

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Meryl Everett 01 May 2010

I have an original pen & ink illustration of this poem by Joyce Mercer, known for her illustrations of Grimm's fairy tales. It was given to my aunt by the artist. A very graphic picture of a woman, with a background skeleton, sewing for her livelihood. Possibly this is the only copy.

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Marilyn Lott 09 August 2007

What a sad but beautiful poem of endless strain on the mind and body through endless labor. Written at a time when there was not a lot of pleasure in life. Marilyn

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Sebastian Sequeira 30 September 2006

This is a poem that shows the inhuman labor conditions leading to the fire in New York of the textile work shop in which so many died. Man's abuse of man...

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