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" We could never have loved the earth so well if we had had no childhood in it, — if it were not the earth where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass — the... "
The Unitarian Review and Religious Magazine - Сторінка 128
редактори - 1881
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The Mill on the Floss, Том 1

George Eliot - 1860
...up again every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass — the same hips and haws on the autumn...everything is known, and loved because it is known ? The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with the young yellow-brown foliage of the oaks between...
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The North British Review, Томи 32 – 33

1860
...up again every spring that we used to guther with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass — the same hips and haws on the autumn...everything is known, and loved because it is known ? "The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with the young yellow-brown foliage of the oaks between...
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The Mill on the Floss

George Eliot - 1860 - 464 стор.
...up again every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass — the same hips and haws on the autumn...crops. What novelty is worth that sweet monotony where every thing is known, and loved because it is known ? The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Томи 50 – 51

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1860
...up again every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass — the same hips and haws on the autumn...crops. What novelty is worth that sweet monotony where every thing is known, and loved because it is known ? " The wood I walk in on this mild May-day, with...
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The North British Review, Том 33

Allan Freer - 1860
...as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass—the same hips aud haws on the autumn hedgerows—the same redbreasts that we used to call ' God's birds,"...everything is known, and loved because it is known ? " The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with the young yellow-brown foliage of the oaks between...
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The Mill on the Floss, Том 1

George Eliot - 1860
...as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass—the same hips and haws on the autumn hedgerows—the same redbreasts that we used to call " God's birds,"...everything is known, and loved because it is known ? The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with the young yellow-brown foliage of the oaks between...
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The Mill on the Floss, Том 1

George Eliot - 1860 - 464 стор.
...as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass—the same hips and haws on the autumn hedgerows—the same redbreasts that we used to call " God's birds,"...crops. What novelty is worth that sweet monotony where every thing is known, and loved because it is known ? The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with...
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The mill on the Floss, by George Eliot. Stereoptyped ed

Mary Ann Evans - 1867
...up again every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass — the same hips and haws on the autumn...everything is known, and loved because it is known ? The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with the young yellow-brown foliage of the oaks between...
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Novels [of George Eliot], Том 2

1870
...up again every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass, — the same hips and haws on the autumn...that sweet monotony where everything is known, and loced because it is known ? The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with the young yellowbrown foliage...
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Wise, Witty, and Tender Sayings in Prose and Verse: Selected from the Works ...

George Eliot, Alexander Main - 1873 - 417 стор.
...up again every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass — the same hips and haws on the autumn...everything is known, and loved because it is known ? grove of tropic palms, what strange ferns or splendid broad-petalled blossoms, could ever thrill...
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