 | 1711 - 404 стор.
...in my Hand, and fell a beating the Coffin, and calling Papa ;. for I Know not how Thad feme flight Idea that he was locked up there. My Mother catched me in her Arms, and tranfported beyond all Patience of the filent Grief (he was before in, {he almoft fmothered me in her... | |
 | Tatler - 1754 - 322 стор.
...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 Papa ; for, I know not how, I had fome ffight Idea that he was locked up there. My Mother catched me in her Arms, and, trani ported beyond... | |
 | 1785 - 698 стор.
...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 papa; for, I know not how, I had fome flight idea that ríe was locked up there. My mother catched me in her arms, anil, tranlported... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1801 - 364 стор.
...in my hand, and fell a beating the coJni, and calling papa ; for, I know not how, I had fome flight idea that he was locked up there. My mother catched me in her arms, and, tranfported beyond all patience by the filent grief flie was before in, fhe almoft fmothered me in'her... | |
 | British essayists - 1803 - 342 стор.
...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 up there....silent grief she was before in, she almost smothered me ^n her embraces ; and told me in a flood of tears, " Papa could not hear me, and would play with me... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 412 стор.
...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-beating the coffin, and calling Papa;...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,... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1814 - 494 стор.
...body lay, and my mother sat weeping alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a beating the coffin, and calling ' Papa;' for, I know not how,...she was before in, she almost smothered me in her embrace; and told me in a flood of tears, ' Papa could not hear me, and would play with me no more,... | |
 | 1822 - 488 стор.
...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-beating the coffin, and calling Papa...she was before in, she almost smothered me in her embrace ; and told me, in a flood of tears, ' Papa could not hear me, and would play with me no more,... | |
 | 1823 - 442 стор.
...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-beating the coffin, and calling Papa...she was before in, she almost smothered me in her embrace ; and told me in a flood of tears, ' Papa could not hear me, and would play with me no more,... | |
 | British essayists - 1823 - 862 стор.
...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-beating the coffin, and calling Papa...she was before in, she almost smothered me in her embrace ; and told me in a flood of tears, ' Papa could not hear me, and would play with me no more,... | |
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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-beating the coffin, and calling '' Papa " ; for I know not how I had some slight idea that he was locked up there. 
