The pocket Dickens, passages chosen by A.H. Hyatt1906 |
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Стр. 17
... walls and dome . And the fancy was this : Are not the sane and the insane equal at night as the sane lie a dreaming ? Are not all of us outside this hospital , who dream , more or less in the condition of those inside it , every night ...
... walls and dome . And the fancy was this : Are not the sane and the insane equal at night as the sane lie a dreaming ? Are not all of us outside this hospital , who dream , more or less in the condition of those inside it , every night ...
Стр. 27
... alloy of silver , gold , or precious stone ; he has no property but in the affections of his own heart ; and when they endear bare floors and walls , despite of rags and toil and scanty fare , that man has his love of 27.
... alloy of silver , gold , or precious stone ; he has no property but in the affections of his own heart ; and when they endear bare floors and walls , despite of rags and toil and scanty fare , that man has his love of 27.
Стр. 85
... walls , seeming to read , in whispers , the inscriptions sacred to the dead . At some of these , it breaks out shrilly , as with laughter ; and at others , moans and cries as if it were lamenting . It has a ghostly sound too , lingering ...
... walls , seeming to read , in whispers , the inscriptions sacred to the dead . At some of these , it breaks out shrilly , as with laughter ; and at others , moans and cries as if it were lamenting . It has a ghostly sound too , lingering ...
Стр. 93
... walls . " ' Meg , ' said Trotty softly : tapping at her door . ' Do you hear anything ? ' " I hear the bells , father . Surely they're very loud to - night . ' ' Meg , ' whispered Trotty , ' Listen to the bells ! ' THAT ' HAT this song ...
... walls . " ' Meg , ' said Trotty softly : tapping at her door . ' Do you hear anything ? ' " I hear the bells , father . Surely they're very loud to - night . ' ' Meg , ' whispered Trotty , ' Listen to the bells ! ' THAT ' HAT this song ...
Стр. 96
... that ceilings were discoloured , walls blotched and bare of plaster here and there , high crevices unstopped and widening every day , beams mouldering and tending downward . The blind girl never knew that iron was rust- ing , 96.
... that ceilings were discoloured , walls blotched and bare of plaster here and there , high crevices unstopped and widening every day , beams mouldering and tending downward . The blind girl never knew that iron was rust- ing , 96.
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Стр. 60 - My meaning simply is, that whatever I have tried to do in life, I have tried with all my heart to do well; that whatever I have devoted myself to, I have devoted myself to completely; that in great aims and in small, I have always been thoroughly in earnest.
Стр. 120 - She was dead. No sleep so beautiful and calm, so free from trace of pain, so fair to look upon. She seemed a creature fresh from the hand of God, and waiting for the breath of life — not one who had lived and suffered death.
Стр. 72 - Oh ! but he was a tight-fisted hand at the grindstone, Scrooge! a squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous old sinner! Hard and sharp as flint, from which no steel had ever struck out generous fire; secret and self-contained, and solitary as an oyster.
Стр. 230 - Christmas' on his lips should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of holly through his heart. He should!" "Uncle!" pleaded the nephew. "Nephew!" returned the uncle, sternly, "keep Christmas in your own way, and let me keep it in mine.
Стр. 229 - ... own room; and so surely as the clerk came in with the shovel, the master predicted that it would be necessary for them to part. Wherefore the clerk put on his white comforter, and tried to warm himself at the candle; in which effort, not being a man of a strong imagination, he failed. 'A merry Christmas, uncle! God save you!
Стр. 231 - You're quite a powerful speaker, sir,' he added, turning to his nephew. ' I wonder you don't go into Parliament.' ' Don't be angry, uncle. Come ! Dine with us to-morrow.' Scrooge said that he would see him — yes, indeed he did. He went the whole length of the expression, and said that he would see him in that extremity first. ' But why ? ' cried Scrooge's nephew. ' Why ? ' ' Why did you get married ? ' said Scrooge. I Because I fell in love.
Стр. 29 - Ah! Easily said. I am the son, Mr Meagles, of a hard father and mother. I am the only child of parents who weighed, measured, and priced everything; for whom what could not be weighed, measured, and priced, had no existence. Strict people as the phrase is, professors of a stern religion, their very religion was a gloomy sacrifice of tastes and sympathies that were never their own, offered up as a part of a bargain for the security of their possessions. Austere faces, inexorable discipline, penance...
Стр. 122 - And now the bell — the bell she had so often heard by night and day, and listened to with solemn pleasure, almost as a living voice — rung its remorseless toll for her, so young, so beautiful, so good. Decrepit age, and vigorous life, and blooming youth, and helpless infancy, poured forth — on crutches, in the pride of health and strength, in the full blush of promise, in the mere dawn of life — to gather round her tomb.
Стр. 64 - It is an exquisite and beautiful thing in our nature, that when the heart is touched and softened by some tranquil happiness or affectionate feeling, the memory of the dead comes over it most powerfully and irresistibly. It would almost seem as though our better thoughts and sympathies were charms, in virtue of which the soul is enabled to hold Mme vague and mysterious intercourse with the spirits of those whom we dearly loved in life.
Стр. 46 - Oh, for a good spirit who would take the housetops off, with a more potent and benignant hand than the lame demon in the tale, and show a Christian people what dark shapes issue from amidst their homes, to swell the retinue of the Destroying Angel as he moves forth among them...