The Water-babies: A Fairy Tale for a Land-babyThomas Y. Crowell, 1895 - 330 páginas A Victorian tale in which Tom, a sooty little chimney sweep with a great longing to be clean, is stolen by fairies and turned into a water-baby. |
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... and heavy black hair hanging about her cheeks . And she took Mr. Grimes's fancy so much , that when he came alongside he called out to her , – - " This is a hard road for a gradely foot A FAIRY TALE FOR A LAND - BABY . 11.
... and heavy black hair hanging about her cheeks . And she took Mr. Grimes's fancy so much , that when he came alongside he called out to her , – - " This is a hard road for a gradely foot A FAIRY TALE FOR A LAND - BABY . 11.
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... fancy most were , one a man in long gar- ments , with little children and their mothers round him , who was laying his hand upon the children's heads . That was a very pretty picture , Tom thought , to hang in a lady's room . For he ...
... fancy most were , one a man in long gar- ments , with little children and their mothers round him , who was laying his hand upon the children's heads . That was a very pretty picture , Tom thought , to hang in a lady's room . For he ...
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... the world ? People call them Pterodactyles ; but that is only because they are ashamed to call them flying dragons , after denying so long that flying dragons could exist . The truth is , that folks ' fancy that such 58 THE WATER - BABIES .
... the world ? People call them Pterodactyles ; but that is only because they are ashamed to call them flying dragons , after denying so long that flying dragons could exist . The truth is , that folks ' fancy that such 58 THE WATER - BABIES .
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... fancy that such and such things cannot be , simply because they have not seen them , is worth no more than a savage's fancy that there cannot be such a thing as a locomotive because he never saw one running wild in the forest . Wise men ...
... fancy that such and such things cannot be , simply because they have not seen them , is worth no more than a savage's fancy that there cannot be such a thing as a locomotive because he never saw one running wild in the forest . Wise men ...
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... fancy . For if the changes of the lower animals are so wonderful , and so difficult to discover , why should not there be changes in the higher animals far more wonderful , and far more difficult to discover ? And may not man , the ...
... fancy . For if the changes of the lower animals are so wonderful , and so difficult to discover , why should not there be changes in the higher animals far more wonderful , and far more difficult to discover ? And may not man , the ...
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afraid asked babies backstairs beasts beautiful beautiful creature Bedonebyasyoudid began birch-rod birds bogies Brandan butterwort catch caught chimney chimney-sweep clean crag creatures cried crying dirty dovekies Epimetheus eyes fairy fancy fellow fish folks frightened Gairfowl gentleman gray grew Grimes grow Harthover head heard Hellebore hippopotamus hole Holothurian hundred Irishwoman jumped knew lady laughed legs little boys little children little dear little Ellie live lobster looked Mother Carey mouth nasty naughty never night nose once otter perhaps petrels point of rock poor little pretty professor rocks round salmon seen Shiny Wall Sir John sleep stone strange stream stupid sure swam sweet tail tell things thought told Tom longed Tom waited Tom's took trout truncheon turned ugly Vendale water-babies whales wings wonderful
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