The Works of Charles Dickens, Volume 16Chapman & Hall Limited, 1914 - English literature |
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Page 494 - Her couch was dressed with here and there some winter berries and green leaves, gathered in a spot she had been used to favour. ' When I die, put 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
Page 218 - take a severer view of the offender, ' a most remarkable thing, Miss Edwards, that you have an attachment to the lower classes which always draws you to their sides ; or, rather, is it not a most extraordinary thing that all I say and do will not wean you from propensities which your original station in
Page 494 - 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 for ever.
Page 216 - and unfeminine, and a perversion of the properties wisely and benignantly transmitted to us, with expansive powers to be roused from their dormant state through the medium of cultivation ? ' The two teachers murmured their respectful approval of this home-thrust, and looked at Nell as though they would have said that there indeed Miss Monflathers had hit her
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Page ix - in me, if I could have read it without an unusual glow of pleasure and encouragement. Long afterwards, and when I had come to know him well, and to see him stout of heart going slowly down into his grave, I knew the writer of that essay to be THOMAS HOOD. LONDON, September,
Page 319 - the stream that rippled by the distant watermill ; the blue Welsh mountains far away. It was for such a spot the child had wearied in the dense, dark, miserable haunts of labour. Upon her bed of ashes, and amidst the squalid horrors through which they had forced their way, visions of such scenes—beautiful indeed, but not
Page 436 - Yes ; playing cribbage with herself at the table. There she sat, intent upon her game, coughing now and then in a subdued manner as if she feared to disturb him—shuffling the cards, cutting, dealing, playing, counting, pegging—going through all the mysteries of cribbage as if she had been in full practice from her cradle ! Mr.
Page 199 - constantly haunted by a vision of his ugly face and stunted figure. She slept, for their better security, in the room where the waxwork figures were, and she never retired to this place at night but she tortured herself—she could not help it—with imagining a. resemblance, in some one or other of their death-like faces, to
Page 101 - Marrying as his mother and I did, late in life, sir, after waiting for a great many years, until we were well enough off—coming together when we were no longer young, and then being blessed with one child who has always been dutiful and affectionate—why, it's a source of great happiness to us both, sir.