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" 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 353
1859
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A First Sketch of English Literature

Henry Morley - 1892 - 1126 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...beaten, must beg, suffer hunger, cold, nakedness, and a thousaud calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind should blow upon thee.'" So felt the great...

The Works of John Greenleaf Whittier, Nide 6

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1892 - 480 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 in this world I thou must be beaten, must beg, suffer hunger, cold, nakedness, and a thousand calamities, though...

The Illustrative Lesson Notes: A Guide to the Study of the International ...

John Heyl Vincent, Jesse Lyman Hurlbut, John Thomas McFarland - 1895 - 400 sivua
...with, especially my poor blind child, who lay nearer my heart than all beside. Poor child ! thought I, what sorrow art thou like to have for thy portion...nakedness, and a thousand calamities, though I cannot endure the wind should blow upon thee. But yet I can venture ; you are with God, though It goeth to...

Bacon

Richard William Church - 1895 - 714 sivua
...thought I, what sorrow art thou like to have for thy portion iff this world ! Thou must be beaten, suffer hunger, cold, nakedness, and a thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind should blow on thee. But yet, thought I, I must venture all with God, though it goeth to the quick to leave you....

Great Books

Frederic William Farrar - 1898 - 256 sivua
..."especially my poor blind child, who lay nearer my heart than all I had besides. ' Poor child,' thought I, ' what sorrow art thou like to have for thy portion in this world ! Thou must be beaten, suffer hunger, cold, nakedness, and a thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the winds to...

The World's Great Classics

Timothy Dwight - 1899 - 542 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 suffering could not break his purpose, and Bunyon found compensation for the narrow bounds of his prison...

The Pilgrim's Progress: Grace Abounding and A Relation of His Imprisonment

John Bunyan - 1900 - 556 sivua
...hardship I thought my Blindone might go under, would break my Heart to pieces. 328. 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. O, I saw in this condition I was as a man who was pulling down his House upon the 30 Head of his Wife...

Essays of American Essayists: Including Biographical and Critical Sketches ...

1900 - 514 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...

Essays of American Essayists: Including Biographical and Critical Sketches

Chauncey C. Starkweather - 1900 - 450 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 I...

Outline History of English and American Literature: For Use in Colleges and ...

Charles Frederick Johnson - 1900 - 566 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...cannot now endure the wind should blow upon thee.'" It is his great warm heart in which the family affections are securely anchored, no less than his devotion...




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