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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. "
Harrison's British Classicks - Página 442
1785
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The British Essayists: Tatler

James Ferguson - 1823 - 414 páginas
...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 sat weeping alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a beating the coffin, and calling...
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The Guardian: Complete in One Volume, with Notes, and a General Index

1829 - 804 páginas
...the house meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nolxxly was willing to play with me. 1 remember I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother sat weeping alone hy it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a beating the coffin, and calling...
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Oxford: A Poem

Robert Montgomery - 1831 - 298 páginas
...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. I remember...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...
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Tatler & Guardian

1831 - 704 páginas
...age ; but was rather amazed at what all tlio 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, and rny mother sat weeping alone by it. I had my battledori! in my hand, and fell a beating1 .the coffin,...
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Oxford, a poem. (Poetical works of R. Montgomery).

Robert Montgomery - 1831 - 282 páginas
...meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nobody was willing to play with me. I re. member 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...
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Oxford, a poem. (Poetical works of R. Montgomery).

Robert Montgomery - 1835 - 206 páginas
...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. I remember...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...
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Calcutta Review, Volumen37

1862 - 394 páginas
...of his own first sensation of grief in the very words of that immortal paper in the Spectator — ' I remember I went ' into the room where his body lay, and my mother sate ' weeping beside it. I had my battledore in my hand and ' fell a beating the coffin, and calling...
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The Works of William Makepeace Thackeray, Volumen7

William Makepeace Thackeray - 1852 - 702 páginas
...Dublin, not quite five years of age. " That was the first sensation of grief," Dick said, " I ever knew. I remember I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother sat weeping beside it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a-beating the coffin, and calling Papa;...
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The history of Henry Esmond, esq., written by himself. (By W.M. Thackeray).

William Makepeace Thackeray - 1852 - 352 páginas
...Poor Harry and poor Dick. 147 age. " That was the firft fenfation of grief," Dick faid, " I ever knew. I remember I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother fate weeping befide it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a-beating the coffin, and calling...
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The History of Henry Esmond, Esq, Volumen1

William Makepeace Thackeray - 1852 - 198 páginas
...Dublin, not quite five years of age. " That was the first sensation of grief," Dick said, " I ever knew. I remember I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother sate weeping beside it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a-beating the coffin, and calling...
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