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- Author: Olive Schreiner
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Year: 2014
- Pages: 26
- ISBN-10: 1496164245
- ISBN-13: 9781496164247
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.1 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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Little Jannita sat alone beside a milk-bush. Before her and behind her stretched the plain, covered with red sand and thorny karoo bushes; and here and there a milk-bush, looking like a bundle of pale green rods tied together. Not a tree was to be seen anywhere, except on the banks of the river, and that was far away, and the sun beat on her head. Round her fed the Angora goats she was herding; pretty things, especially the little ones, with white silky curls that touched the ground. But Jannita sat crying. If an angel should gather up in his cup all the tears that have been shed, I think the bitterest would be those of children. By and by she was so tired, and the sun was so hot, she laid her head against the milk-bush, and dropped asleep.
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- Author: Olive Schreiner
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Year: 2014
- Pages: 26
- ISBN-10: 1496164245
- ISBN-13: 9781496164247
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.1 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
Little Jannita sat alone beside a milk-bush. Before her and behind her stretched the plain, covered with red sand and thorny karoo bushes; and here and there a milk-bush, looking like a bundle of pale green rods tied together. Not a tree was to be seen anywhere, except on the banks of the river, and that was far away, and the sun beat on her head. Round her fed the Angora goats she was herding; pretty things, especially the little ones, with white silky curls that touched the ground. But Jannita sat crying. If an angel should gather up in his cup all the tears that have been shed, I think the bitterest would be those of children. By and by she was so tired, and the sun was so hot, she laid her head against the milk-bush, and dropped asleep.
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