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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. "
The Lucubrations of Isaac Bickerstaff, Esq: Revised and Corrected - Page 331
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Good Queen Anne: Or, Men and Manners, Life and Letters in England ..., Volume 2

William Henry Davenport Adams - English literature - 1886 - 396 pages
...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...
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Complete Works, Volume 6

William Makepeace Thackeray - 1886 - 884 pages
...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...
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Sir Roger de Coverley: Essays from the "Spectator."

Joseph Addison - 1887 - 216 pages
...was rather amazed at what all the house meant, than possessed with a real imderstanding 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 coflin, and calling...
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The English Essayists: A Comprehensive Selection from the Works of the Great ...

Robert Cochrane - Authors, English - 1887 - 572 pages
...was rather amazed at what all the house meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nobody Nngent, and the lemons for Johnson. There are assembled those heads which live for ever on th sat weeping alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a-beating the coffin, and calling...
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Isaac Bickerstaff, Physician and Astrologer: Papers from Steele's 'Tatler'.

Sir Richard Steele - English essays - 1887 - 202 pages
...in Sheer Lane, and my own lodgings. 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...
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The Tatler: Selected Essays

English essays - 1888 - 488 pages
...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...
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The Writer's Handbook, a Guide to the Art of Composition, Embracing a ...

English language - 1888 - 576 pages
...but was rather ama2ed 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 rnpther sat weeping alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a-beating the coffin, and...
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Eighteenth Century Essays

English essays - 1888 - 266 pages
...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 iny mother sat weeping alone by it. I had my battledoor in my hand, and fell a-beating the coffin,...
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A History of Eighteenth Century Literature (1600-1780).

Edmund Gosse - English literature - 1889 - 462 pages
...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...
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A History of Eighteenth Century Literature (1600-1780).

Edmund Gosse - English literature - 1889 - 440 pages
...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...
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