The Looking-glass for the Mind: Or The Juvenile FriendJohn Bioren, 1805 - 271 страници |
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... faid he , my dear papa is either ill or dead . Tell me my dear aunt , for I must and will know I will fleep no more till I fee my dear father , who fo tenderly loves me . Mrs. Clarkson was unable to speak ; but when Adolphus faw his ...
... faid he , my dear papa is either ill or dead . Tell me my dear aunt , for I must and will know I will fleep no more till I fee my dear father , who fo tenderly loves me . Mrs. Clarkson was unable to speak ; but when Adolphus faw his ...
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... faid fhe , and how much I am . grieved for the lofs of a brother , who was good , charitable , and humane , and from whofe bounty I received the greater part of the means of my livelihood . Though I am now left poor and help-- lefs ...
... faid fhe , and how much I am . grieved for the lofs of a brother , who was good , charitable , and humane , and from whofe bounty I received the greater part of the means of my livelihood . Though I am now left poor and help-- lefs ...
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... faid fomething or other to her , but none offered to help her to find her mother . " What is the matter with you , my little dear , faid one , that you cry fo fadly ? " I have loft my mamma ! " faid Anabella , as well as the grief of ...
... faid fomething or other to her , but none offered to help her to find her mother . " What is the matter with you , my little dear , faid one , that you cry fo fadly ? " I have loft my mamma ! " faid Anabella , as well as the grief of ...
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... faid the old woman , that you young children are too apt to be fond of hiftories of haunted houfes , witches , ghosts , and apparitions , which tend only to fill you with idle fears and apprehenfions , and make you afraid even of your ...
... faid the old woman , that you young children are too apt to be fond of hiftories of haunted houfes , witches , ghosts , and apparitions , which tend only to fill you with idle fears and apprehenfions , and make you afraid even of your ...
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... faid fhe , my fweet angel , to wander fron me ? I have been fo frightened , as to be hardly able to contain myself . " Annabella threw her arms round the neck of her mamma , and fixing her lips to her cheeks , kept kif- fing her , till ...
... faid fhe , my fweet angel , to wander fron me ? I have been fo frightened , as to be hardly able to contain myself . " Annabella threw her arms round the neck of her mamma , and fixing her lips to her cheeks , kept kif- fing her , till ...
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