 | James Ferguson - 1823 - 414 страници
...meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nobody was willing to play with me. I remembej I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother sat weeping alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a beating the coffin, and calling... | |
 | 1829 - 804 страници
...the house meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nolxxly was willing to play with me. 1 remember I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother sat weeping alone hy it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a beating the coffin, and calling... | |
 | Robert Montgomery - 1831 - 298 страници
...was rather amazed at what all the house meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nobody was willing to play with me. I remember I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother sat weeping alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a beating the coffin, and calling... | |
 | 1831 - 704 страници
...was rather amazed at what all tlio house meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nobody was willing to play with me. I remember I went into the room where his body lay, and rny mother sat weeping alone by it. I had my battledori! in my hand, and fell a beating1 .the coffin,... | |
 | Robert Montgomery - 1831 - 282 страници
...meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nobody was willing to play with me. I re. member I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother sat weeping alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a beating the coffin, and calling... | |
 | Robert Montgomery - 1835 - 206 страници
...was rather amazed at what all the house meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nobody was willing to play with me. I remember I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother sat weeping alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a beating the coffin, and calling... | |
 | 1862 - 394 страници
...of his own first sensation of grief in the very words of that immortal paper in the Spectator — ' I remember I went ' into the room where his body lay, and my mother sate ' weeping beside it. I had my battledore in my hand and ' fell a beating the coffin, and calling... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1852 - 702 страници
...Dublin, not quite five years of age. " That was the first sensation of grief," Dick said, " I ever knew. I remember I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother sat weeping beside it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a-beating the coffin, and calling Papa;... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1852 - 698 страници
...Dublin, not quite five years of age. "That was the first sensation of grief," Dick said, "I ever knew. I remember I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother sate weeping beside it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a-beating the coffin, and calling... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1852 - 198 страници
...Dublin, not quite five years of age. " That was the first sensation of grief," Dick said, " I ever knew. I remember I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother sate weeping beside it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a-beating the coffin, and calling... | |
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The first sense of sorrow I ever knew was upon the death of my father, at which time I was not quite five years of age ; but was rather amazed at what all the house meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nobody was willing to play with me. 
