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" Well, the last bishkit was sarved out, and by gor the wather itself was all gone at last, and we passed the night mighty cowld — well, at the brake o' day the sun riz most beautiful out o' the waves, that was as bright as silver and as clear as cryshthal.... "
Gems of Literature, Or Tales for All Times: Being a Selection from the Most ... - Страница 87
1840
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The Spirit of the English Magazines

1832 - 598 страници
...wather itself was all gone at last, an'l we passed the night mighty covvld — well, at the brake o'day the sun riz most beautiful out o' the waves, that was as bright as silver and as clear as crysblhal. But it was onjy the more cruel upon us, lor we wor beginnin' to fed terrible hungry ; when...

Cruikshank at Home: A New Family Album of Endless Entertainment, Томове 1–2

Robert Cruikshank - 1845 - 716 страници
...spite'—and throth that was only thruth. Well, the last bishkit was sarved out, and by gor the wother itself was all gone at last, and we passed the night...as cryshthal. But it was only the more crule upon uz, for we wor beginnin' to feel terrible hungry; when all at wanst I thought I spied the land—by...

Cruikshank at Home: A New Family Album of Endless Entertainment, Томове 1–2

Robert Cruikshank - 1845 - 662 страници
...— and throth that was only thruth. Well, the last bishkit was sarved out, and by gor the tvather itself was all gone at last, and we passed the night...as cryshthal. But it was only the more crule upon uz, for we wor beginnin' to feel terrible hungry ; when all at wanst I thought I spied the land —...

Cruikshank at Home: A New Family Album of Endless Entertainment, Томове 1–2

Robert Cruikshank - 1845 - 716 страници
...spite' — and throth that was only thruth. Well, the last bishkit was sarved out, and by gor the mother itself was all gone at last, and we passed the night mighty cowld — well, at the brake <>' day the sun riz most beautiful out o' the waves, that was as bright as silver and as clear as cryshthal....

Legends and Stories of Ireland

Samuel Eover - 1846 - 288 страници
...spite' — and throth that was only thruth. Well, the last bishkit was sarved out, and by gor the walker itself was all gone at last, and we passed the night...waves, that was as bright as silver and as clear as chrysthal. But jt was only the more cruel upon us, for we wor beginnin' to feel terrible hungry; when...

Tales and Stories of Ireland

Carleton, Samuel Lover - 1852 - 330 страници
...out, and by gor the water itself vias all gone at last, and we passed the night mighty cowld—well, at the brake o' day the sun riz most beautiful out...as cryshthal. But it was only the more crule upon uz, for we wor beginnin ' to feel terrible hungry ; when all at wanst I thought I spied the land—begor...

Legends and Stories of Ireland

Samuel Lover - 1853 - 622 страници
...spite' — andthroth that was only thruth. Well, the last bishkit was sarved out, and by gor the waiher itself was all gone at last, and we passed the night...beautiful out o' the waves, that was as bright as :lver and as clear as crysthal. But it was only the more cruel upon us, for we wor beginnin' to feel...

Legends and Stories of Ireland, Том 143

Samuel Lover - 1855 - 622 страници
...harm, I owe no man any spite' — and throth that was only thruth. Well, the last bishkit was sarved out, and by gor the wather itself was all gone at...beautiful out o' the waves, that was as bright as :lver and as clear as crysthal. But it was only the more cruel upon us, for we wor beginnin' to feel...

Cyclopedia of Wit and Humor: Of America, Ireland, Scotland, and England, Том 2

William Evans Burton - 1857 - 328 страници
...— and throth, that was only thruth. Well, the last bishkitwas earvedout, andbygorthe wather ititelf was all gone at last, and we passed the night mighty...as cryshthal. But it was only the more crule upon uz, for we wor beginin' to feel terrible hungry ; when all at wanst I thought I spied the land —...

Tom Hood's Comic readings in prose and verse, Том 2

Thomas Hood - 1869 - 264 страници
...harm, I owe no man any spite' — and throth that was only thruth. Well, the last bishkit was sarved out, and by gor the wather itself was all gone at...waves, that was as bright as silver and as clear as crysthal : — but it was only the more cruel upon us, for we wor beginnin' to feel terrible hungry...




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