 Poor child ! thought I, what sorrow art thou like to have for thy portion in this world ! Thou must be beaten ; must beg ; suffer hunger, cold, nakedness and a thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind should blow upon thee...  The baptist Magazine - Sivu 3531859Koko teos - Tietoja tästä kirjasta
 | John Bunyan - 1859 - 976 sivua
...speaks of her in language of impassioned solicitude. ' Poor child, thought I, what sorrow art tbou ou I am loath ; shall blow upon thee ! Oh, the hardships I thought my blind one might go under, would break my heart... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1860 - 766 sivua
...blind one might undergo, would break my heart to pieces. Poor child! thought I, what sorrow thou art like to have for thy portion in this world ! Thou...with God, though it goeth to the quick to leave you." What a heavenly spirit ! what true sublimity of character does such language display I The only books... | |
 | English confessors - 1860 - 380 sivua
...thought my poor blind one might go under, would break my heart to pieces. " Poor child ! thought I, what sorrow art thou like to have for thy portion...now endure the wind should blow upon thee. But yet, thought I, I must venture you all with God, though it goeth to the quick to leave you : -Oh ! I saw... | |
 | Sallie Rochester Ford - 1860 - 312 sivua
...hand in his, he exclaims, ' Poor child ! what sorrow thou art like to have for thy portion in thia world. Thou must be beaten, must beg, suffer hunger,...cannot now endure the wind should blow upon thee. But I must venture you with God, though it goeth to the quick to leave you.' He wipes away the big tears... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1860 - 778 sivua
...undergo, would break my heart to pieces. Poor child! thought I, what sorrow tliou art like to have foi thy portion in this world! Thou must be beaten, must...a thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure (he wine should blow upon thee. But yet recalling myself, thought I, I must venture you all with God,... | |
 | John Baillie - 1860 - 370 sivua
...what sorrow art thou like to have for thy portion in this world ! Thou must be beaten, must beg, must suffer hunger, cold, nakedness, and a thousand calamities,...cannot now endure the wind should blow upon thee." But, " recalling himself," he " ventures them all with his God ;" " though it goeth to the quick," he adds,... | |
 | John Tulloch - 1861 - 536 sivua
...hardship I thought my poor bund one might go under, would break my heart to pieces. Poor child, thought I, what sorrow art thou like to have for thy portion...with God, though it goeth to the quick to leave you. Oh ' I saw in this condition I was as a man who was pulling down his house upon the head of his wife... | |
 | Matthew Davenport Hill - 1861 - 380 sivua
...thought my poor blind one might go under, would break my heart to pieces I Poor child ! thought I, what sorrow art thou like to have for thy portion...with God, though it goeth to the quick to leave you. Oh, I saw, in this condition, I was a man who was pulling down his house upon the heads of his wife... | |
 | John Bunyan - 1861 - 840 sivua
...I thought my blind one might go under, would break my heart to pieces. 328. Poor child, thought I, what sorrow art thou like to have for thy portion in this world ? Thou must bo beaten, must beg, suffer hunger, cold, nakedness, and a thousand calamities, though I cannot now... | |
 | John Alfred Langford - 1861 - 400 sivua
...poor blind one might go under would break my heart to pieces ! Poor child ! thought I, what forrow art thou like to have for thy portion in this world ! Thou muft be beaten, muft beg, fuffer hunger, cold, nakednefs, and a thoufand calamities, though I cannot... | |
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