 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1850 - 324 páginas
...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, thought I, I must venture you all with God, though it goeth to the... | |
 | John Bunyan - 1850 - 500 páginas
...Elizabeth. In 1660 he was first imprisoned. break my heart in pieces. Poor child, thought I, 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... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1850 - 326 páginas
...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, thought I, I must venture you all with God, though it goeth to the... | |
 | 1850 - 642 páginas
...hardships I thought my blind one would undergo, would break my heart to pieces. Poor child, thought I, thou must be beaten, must beg, suffer hunger, cold,...thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind shall blow upon thee. But yet recalling myself, I must venture you all with God, though it goeth to... | |
 | Stephen B. Wickens - 1853 - 364 páginas
...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... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1854 - 796 páginas
...my heart to pieces. Poor child ! thought I, what sorrow thou art like to have for thy portion in mis world ! Thou must be beaten, must beg, suffer hunger,...thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind should blow upon thee. But yet recalling myself, thought LI must venture you all with God, though it... | |
 | Evening recreations, John Hampden Gurney - 1856 - 318 páginas
...thought my 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... | |
 | David C. Haynes - 1856 - 362 páginas
...blind one might undergo, would break my heart to pieces. Poor child, thought I, what sorrow art thou to have for thy portion in this world ! Thou must...thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind should blow on thee. But yet, recalling myself, thought I, I must venture you all with God, though... | |
 | Dudley C. Haynes - 1856 - 370 páginas
...blind one might undergo, would break my heart to pieces. Poor child, thought I, what sorrow art thou to have for thy portion in this world ! Thou must...thousand calamities, though I cannot now endure the wind should blow on thee. But yet, recalling myself, thought I, I must venture you all with God, though... | |
 | 1856 - 790 páginas
...thought my 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...cold, nakedness, and a thousand calamities, though / cannot note endure the wind shall blow upon thee. But, yet, recalling myself, thought I, I must venture... | |
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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... 
