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" The first sense of sorrow I ever knew was upon the death of my father, at which time I was not quite five years of age ; but was rather amazed at what all the house meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nobody was willing to play with me. "
The Great Schools of England: An Account of the Foundation, Endowments, and ... - Сторінка 291
автори: Howard Staunton - 1865 - 517 стор.
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The Lucubrations of Isaac Bickerstaff, Esq: Revised and Corrected, Том 3

1711 - 404 стор.
...the HoufiT meant, than poffefled with a real Understanding why no Body was willing to play with me. I remember I went into the Room where his Body lay, and my Mother fat weeping alone by it. I had my Battledore in my Hand, and fell a beating the Coffin, and calling...
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The Lucubrations of Isaac Bickerstaff, Esq, Том 3

1728 - 344 стор.
...was willing .to play with - me. I remember I wencinto (he Room where his Body lay, and my Mother fate weeping alone by it. I had my Battledore in my Hand, , and fella beating the Qoffin, and calling P.rpa ; for I .knew not how I had fome flight Idea that he was...
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The lucubrations of Isaac Bickerstaff, Том 3

Tatler - 1754 - 322 стор.
...the Houfe meant, than poffefled with a real Underftanding why no Body was willing to play with me. I remember I went into the Room where his Body lay, and my Mother fat weeping alone by it. I had my Battle dore in my Hand, and fell a beating the Coffin, and calling...
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Harrison's British Classicks, Том 3

1785 - 698 стор.
...ъ\.ч»Ул\ uîvthe houfc 44* THE TATLER. real underftanulng why nobody was willing to play with me. I remember I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother fat weeping alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a beating the coffin, and calling...
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The British essayists; with prefaces by A. Chalmers, Том 4

British essayists - 1803 - 342 стор.
...with a re al understanding why nobody was willing to play with me. I remember I went into the'room where his body lay, and my mother sat weeping alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a-bcating the coffin, and calling Papa ; for, I know not how, 1 had some slight idea that he was locked...
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The British Essayists, Том 4

Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 412 стор.
...all the house meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nobody was willing to play with me. I remember I went into the room where his body lay,...slight idea that he was locked up there. My mother patched me in her arms, and, transported beyond all patience of the silent grief she was before in,...
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The British Essayists;: Tatler

Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 348 стор.
...all the house meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nobody was willing to play with me. I remember I went into the room where his body lay,...alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a- heating the coffin, and calling Papa; for, I know not how, I had some slight idea that he was locked...
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Essays, Biographical, Critical and Historical, Illustrative of the ..., Том 3

Nathan Drake - 1814 - 494 стор.
...all the house meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nobody was willing to play with me. I remember I went into the/ -room where his body lay,...alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a beating the coffin, and calling ' Papa;' for, I know not how, I had some slight idea that he was...
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The British Essayists: Tatler

James Ferguson - 1823 - 410 стор.
...all the house meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nobody was willing to play with me. I remember I went into the room where his body lay,...alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a beating the coffin, and calling Papa; for, I know not how, I had some slight idea that he was locked...
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The British Essayists: Tatler

James Ferguson - 1823 - 414 стор.
...meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nobody was willing to play with me. I remembej I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother...alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a beating the coffin, and calling Papa ; for, I know not how, I had some slight idea that he was locked...
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