Works, Том 1Worthington, 1884 |
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... stopped before her . " Good - evening , Richards . " Just the same austere , stiff gentleman , as he had appeared to her on that first day . Such a hard - looking gentleman , that she involuntarily dropped her eyes and her curtsey at ...
... stopped before her . " Good - evening , Richards . " Just the same austere , stiff gentleman , as he had appeared to her on that first day . Such a hard - looking gentleman , that she involuntarily dropped her eyes and her curtsey at ...
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... stopped at the door , checked by this unusual sight , and uncertain whether to advance or retreat , he called her in . " If you really think that sort of society is good for the child , " he said sharply as if there had been no interval ...
... stopped at the door , checked by this unusual sight , and uncertain whether to advance or retreat , he called her in . " If you really think that sort of society is good for the child , " he said sharply as if there had been no interval ...
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... stopped in his pacing up and down and looked towards her . Had he looked with greater interest and with a father's eye , he might have read in her keen glance the impulses and fears that made her waver ; the passionate desire to run ...
... stopped in his pacing up and down and looked towards her . Had he looked with greater interest and with a father's eye , he might have read in her keen glance the impulses and fears that made her waver ; the passionate desire to run ...
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... stopped in his pocket ; he lying dead against the main - mast - on the fourteenth of February , seventeen forty - nine ! " cried Walter , with great animation . 66 Ay , to be sure ! " cried old Sol , " quite right ! Then , there were ...
... stopped in his pocket ; he lying dead against the main - mast - on the fourteenth of February , seventeen forty - nine ! " cried Walter , with great animation . 66 Ay , to be sure ! " cried old Sol , " quite right ! Then , there were ...
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... stopped by Towlinson , who an- nounced : " Miss Tox ! " And enter that fair enslaver , with a blue nose and in- describably frosty face , referable to her being very thinly clad in a maze of fluttering odds and ends , to do honor to the ...
... stopped by Towlinson , who an- nounced : " Miss Tox ! " And enter that fair enslaver , with a blue nose and in- describably frosty face , referable to her being very thinly clad in a maze of fluttering odds and ends , to do honor to the ...
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Стр. 218 - You are always watching me, Floy. Let me watch you now ! " They would prop him up with cushions in a corner of his bed, and there he would recline the while she lay beside him ; bending forward oftentimes to kiss her, and whispering to those who were near that she was tired, and how she had sat up so many nights beside him. Thus the flush of the day, in its heat and light, would gradually decline ; and again the golden water would be dancing on the wall.
Стр. 217 - ... rising up into the morning sky, the town reviving, waking, starting" into life once more, the river glistening as it rolled (but rolling fast as ever), and the country bright with dew. Familiar sounds and cries came by degrees into the street below; the...
Стр. 8 - Those three words conveyed the one idea of Mr. Dombey's life. The earth was made for Dombey and Son to trade in, and the sun and moon were made to give them light. Rivers and seas were formed to float their ships ; rainbows gave them promise of fair weather ; winds blew for or against their enterprises ; stars and planets circled in their orbits, to preserve inviolate a system of which they were the centre. Common abbreviations took new meanings in his eyes, and had sole reference to them : AD had...
Стр. 221 - The old, old fashion! The fashion that came in with our first garments, and will last unchanged until our race has run its course, and the wide firmament is rolled up like a scroll. The old, old fashion — Death! Oh thank GOD, all who see it, for that older fashion yet, of Immortality! And look upon us, angels of young children, with regards not quite estranged, when the swift river bears us to the ocean!
Стр. 217 - When the sunbeams struck into his room through the rustling blinds, and quivered on the opposite wall like golden water, he knew that evening was coming on, and that the sky was red and beautiful. As the reflection died away, and a gloom went creeping up the wall, he watched it deepen, deepen, deepen into night.
Стр. 93 - ... impression of any image, the image of that son was there ; though not so much as an infant, or as a boy, but as a grown man — the " Son
Стр. 379 - ... night, she should have been a skeleton, with dart and hour-glass, rather than a woman, this attendant ; for her touch was as the touch of Death. The painted object shrivelled underneath her hand ; the form collapsed, the hair dropped off, the arched dark eye-brows changed to scanty tufts of grey; the pale lips shrunk, the skin became cadaverous and loose ; an old, worn, yellow nodding woman, with red eyes, alone remained in Cleopatra's place, huddled up, like a slovenly bundle, in a greasy flannel...
Стр. 141 - Blimber's cultivation. Every description of Greek and Latin vegetable was got off the driest twigs of boys, under the frostiest circumstances. Nature was of no consequence at all. No matter what a young gentleman was intended to bear, Dr. Blimber made him bear to pattern, somehow or other.
Стр. 616 - And then, calling up some ghastly child, with stunted form, and wicked face, hold forth on its unnatural sinfulness, and lament its being, so early, far away from Heaven — but think a little of its having Ijeen conceived, and born and bred in Hell ! Those who study the physical sciences...
Стр. 33 - But she was a good plain sample of a nature that is ever, in the mass, better, truer, higher, nobler, quicker to feel, and much more constant to retain, all tenderness and pity, self-denial and devotion, than the nature of men.