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" She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell, was dead. Her little bird — a poor slight thing the pressure of a finger would have crushed — was stirring nimbly in its cage ; and the strong heart of its child-mistress was mute and motionless forever. "
The Christian remembrancer; or, The Churchman's Biblical, ecclesiastical ... - 592. oldal
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Master Humphrey's Clock, 1-3. kötet

Charles Dickens - 1840 - 1066 oldal
...I die, put ie something that has loved the light, and had the sky above it always." were her words. was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell, was dead. Her little bird or slight thing the pressure of a finger would have crushed — was stirring in its cage ; and the...

Master Humphrey's Clock, 1. kötet

Charles Dickens - 1841 - 734 oldal
...near me something that has loved the light, and had the sky above it always." Those were her words. She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell, was dead. Her little bird—a poor slight thing the pressure of a finger would have crushed—was stirring nimbly in its...

Miscellanies

Stephen Collins - 1842 - 318 oldal
...from the hand of God, and waiting for the breath of life; not one that had lived and suffered death. '•She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell...heart of its childmistress was mute and motionless forever. "Where were the traces of her early cares, her sufferings, and fatigues? All gone. His was...

Notes of Wanderings in the Himmala: Containing Descriptions of Some of the ...

T. J. Saunders - 1844 - 246 oldal
...to utter it." The subject brings to my recollection his pathetic description of poor Nell's death. " She was dead. Dear, gentle, " patient, noble Nell was dead. Her little bird—a poor '" slight thing the pressure of a finger would have crushed, " was stirring nimbly in...

Master Humphrey's Clock, 2. kötet

Dickens - 1846 - 462 oldal
...Those were her words. She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell, was dead. Her little hird — a poor slight thing the pressure of a finger would...heart of its child-mistress was mute and motionless fur ever. Where were the traces of her early cares, her sufferings, and fatigues? All gone. Sorrow...

Knowles' Elocutionist: A First-class Rhetorical Reader and Recitation Book ...

James Sheridan Knowles - 1847 - 344 oldal
...near me something that has loved the light, and had the sky above it always." Those were her words. She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell was...heart of its child-mistress was mute and motionless forever ! Where were the traces of her early cares, her sufferings, and fatigues ? All gone. Sorrow...

Master Humphrey's Clock

Charles Dickens - 1847 - 436 oldal
...near me something that has loved the light, and had the sky above it always." Those were her words. She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell was...stirring nimbly in its cage ; and the strong heart of ita child-mistren was mute and motionless for ever. Where were the traces of her early cares, her sufferings,...

The Literary Reader: For Academies and High Schools: Consisting of ...

Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 422 oldal
...put near me something that has love the light, and had the sky above it always." Those were he words. She was dead! Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell, was...little bird — a poor, slight thing, the pressure of a finge would have crushed — was stirring nimbly in its cage; and thi strong heart of its child-mistress...

McGuffey's New Sixth Eclectic Reader: Exercises in Rhetorical Reading, with ...

William Holmes McGuffey - 1857 - 456 oldal
...above it alwaysV Those were her words. 2. She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell was dead v . Her little bird, a poor slight thing the pressure...heart of its child-mistress was mute and motionless foreverM Where were the traces of her early cares, her sufferings, and fatigues^? All gone v . Sorrow...

The National Fourth Reader: Containing a Course of Instruction in Elocution ...

Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1859 - 422 oldal
...near me something that has loved the light, and had the sky above it always." Those were her words. 2. She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell was dead. Her little bird—a poor, slight thing the pressure of a finger would have crushed—was stirring nimbly in its...




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