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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... "
Footsteps of Our Forefathers: What They Suffered and what They Sought ... - 322. oldal
szerző: James Goodeve Miall - 1852 - 352 oldal
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The Pilgrim's Progress: With a Life of John Bunyan by Robert Southey

John Bunyan, Robert Southey - 1830 - 562 oldal
...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...thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind should blow upon thee ! But yet, recalling myself, thought I, I must venture you all with God, though...

Monthly Review; Or New Literary Journal

1830 - 644 oldal
...blind one might go under would break my heart to pieces!—Poor child! thought I, what sorrow art them like to have for thy portion in this world ! Thou...thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind should blow upon thee! But yet, recalling myself, thought I, I must venture you all with God, though...

Elements of Mental Philosophy: Abridged and Designed as a Text Book for ...

Thomas Cogswell Upham - 1832 - 610 oldal
...my poor blind one might undergo would break my heart to pieces ! Poor child; thought I, what sorrow art thou like to have for thy portion in this world...beaten ; must beg ; suffer hunger, cold, nakedness, & a thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind should blow upon thee ! "* 11,-There is...

Elements of Mental Philosophy: Abridged and Designed as a Text Book for ...

Thomas Cogswell Upham - 1832 - 622 oldal
...my poor blind one might undergo would break my heart to pieces ! Poor child; thought I, what sorrow art thou like to have for thy portion in this world ! Thou must be beaten ; must beg ; sufler hunger, cold, nakedness, & a thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind should...

The Scottish Christian herald, 1. kötet

1836 - 712 oldal
...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...thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind should blow upon thee. But yet, recalling myself, thought I, 1 must venture you all with God, though...

The Scottish Christian Herald, 1. kötet,1. rész

1836 - 378 oldal
...suffer hunger, cold, nakedness, and a thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind should -blow upon thee. But yet, recalling myself, thought I, I must venture you all with God, though it gbeth to the quick to leave you. Oh l I saw in this condition I was as...

The Pilgrim's Progress: With a Life of John Bunyan

John Bunyan, Robert Southey - 1837 - 370 oldal
...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...thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind should blow upon thee ! But yet, recalling myself, thought I, I must venture you all with God, though...

The Pilgrim's Progress: With a Life of John Bunyan

John Bunyan, Robert Southey - 1837 - 356 oldal
...one might go under would break my heart to pieces ! — Poor child ! thought I, what sorrow art thon like to have for thy portion in this world ! Thou...thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind should blow upon thee ! But yet, recalling myself, thought I, I must venture you all with God, though...

The pilgrim's progress. With notes by W. Mason, and a life of the author, by ...

John Bunyan - 1838 - 554 oldal
...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...thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind should blow upon thee. But yet, recalling myself, thought I, I must venture you all with God, though...

The Christian Review, 4. kötet

1839 - 656 oldal
...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...thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind should blow upon thee. But yet recalling myself, thought VOL. IV. NO. XV. 53 I, I must venture you...




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