 | Charles Dickens - 1840 - 1066 pàgines
...I die, put ie something that has loved the light, and had the sky above it always." were her words. was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell, was dead. Her little bird or slight thing the pressure of a finger would have crushed — was stirring in its cage ; and the... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1841 - 734 pàgines
...near me something that has loved the light, and had the sky above it always." Those were her words. She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell, was dead. Her little bird—a poor slight thing the pressure of a finger would have crushed—was stirring nimbly in its... | |
 | Stephen Collins - 1842 - 318 pàgines
...from the hand of God, and waiting for the breath of life; not one that had lived and suffered death. '•She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell...heart of its childmistress was mute and motionless forever. "Where were the traces of her early cares, her sufferings, and fatigues? All gone. His was... | |
 | T. J. Saunders - 1844 - 246 pàgines
...to utter it." The subject brings to my recollection his pathetic description of poor Nell's death. " She was dead. Dear, gentle, " patient, noble Nell was dead. Her little bird—a poor '" slight thing the pressure of a finger would have crushed, " was stirring nimbly in... | |
 | Dickens - 1846 - 462 pàgines
...Those were her words. She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell, was dead. Her little hird — a poor slight thing the pressure of a finger would...heart of its child-mistress was mute and motionless fur ever. Where were the traces of her early cares, her sufferings, and fatigues? All gone. Sorrow... | |
 | James Sheridan Knowles - 1847 - 344 pàgines
...near me something that has loved the light, and had the sky above it always." Those were her words. She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell was...heart of its child-mistress was mute and motionless forever ! Where were the traces of her early cares, her sufferings, and fatigues ? All gone. Sorrow... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1847 - 436 pàgines
...near me something that has loved the light, and had the sky above it always." Those were her words. She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell was...stirring nimbly in its cage ; and the strong heart of ita child-mistren was mute and motionless for ever. Where were the traces of her early cares, her sufferings,... | |
 | Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 422 pàgines
...put near me something that has love the light, and had the sky above it always." Those were he words. She was dead! Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell, was...little bird — a poor, slight thing, the pressure of a finge would have crushed — was stirring nimbly in its cage; and thi strong heart of its child-mistress... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1857 - 456 pàgines
...above it alwaysV Those were her words. 2. She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell was dead v . Her little bird, a poor slight thing the pressure...heart of its child-mistress was mute and motionless foreverM Where were the traces of her early cares, her sufferings, and fatigues^? All gone v . Sorrow... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1859 - 422 pàgines
...near me something that has loved the light, and had the sky above it always." Those were her words. 2. She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell was dead. Her little bird—a poor, slight thing the pressure of a finger would have crushed—was stirring nimbly in its... | |
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She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell, was dead. Her little bird — a poor slight thing the pressure of a finger would have crushed — was stirring nimbly in its cage ; and the strong heart of its child-mistress was mute and motionless forever. 
