Charles Dickens's works. Charles Dickens ed. [18 vols. of a 21 vol. set. Wanting A child's history of England; Christmas stories; The mystery of Edwin Drood].1867 |
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... hand . Mr. Dombey took it loosely in his own , and stood looking down upon her for a moment , as if he knew as little as the child , what to say or do . " There ! Be a good girl , " he said , patting her on the head , and regarding her ...
... hand . Mr. Dombey took it loosely in his own , and stood looking down upon her for a moment , as if he knew as little as the child , what to say or do . " There ! Be a good girl , " he said , patting her on the head , and regarding her ...
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... hand , covered all over ( like his nose ) with knobs . He wore a loose black silk handkerchief round his neck , and such a very large coarse shirt collar , that it looked like a small sail . He was evidently the person for whom the ...
... hand , covered all over ( like his nose ) with knobs . He wore a loose black silk handkerchief round his neck , and such a very large coarse shirt collar , that it looked like a small sail . He was evidently the person for whom the ...
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... hands , and standing on tip - toe before the throne of his son and heir , lured him to bend down from his high estate ... hand trembled as she slipped it through Mr. Dombey's arm , and felt herself escorted up the steps , preceded by a ...
... hands , and standing on tip - toe before the throne of his son and heir , lured him to bend down from his high estate ... hand trembled as she slipped it through Mr. Dombey's arm , and felt herself escorted up the steps , preceded by a ...
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... hand , the boy approached towards Florence , wondering as well he might , what he had to do with her . But she , who had heard what passed , and who , besides the relief of so suddenly consider- ing herself safe at her journey's end ...
... hand , the boy approached towards Florence , wondering as well he might , what he had to do with her . But she , who had heard what passed , and who , besides the relief of so suddenly consider- ing herself safe at her journey's end ...
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... hand , and beat it softly against one of his own , as he said so . But Paul got his hand free as soon as he could ; and rubbing it gently to and fro on the elbow of his chair , as if his wit were in the palm , and he were sharpen- ing ...
... hand , and beat it softly against one of his own , as he said so . But Paul got his hand free as soon as he could ; and rubbing it gently to and fro on the elbow of his chair , as if his wit were in the palm , and he were sharpen- ing ...
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Стр. 139 - ... 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 servants in the house were roused and busy; faces looked in at the door, and voices asked his attendants softly how he was. Paul always answered for himself, 'I am better. I am a great deal better, thank you! Tell Papa so!
Стр. 89 - In fact, Doctor Blimber's establishment was a great hothouse, in which there was a forcing apparatus incessantly at work. All the boys blew before their time. Mental green-peas were produced at Christmas, and intellectual asparagus all the year round.
Стр. 142 - 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 ! CHAPTER XVII.
Стр. 1 - DOMBEY sat in the corner of the darkened room in the great armchair by the bedside, and Son lay tucked up warm in a little basket bedstead, carefully disposed on a low settee immediately in front of the fire and close to it, as if his constitution were analogous to that of a muffin, and it was essential to toast him brown while he was very new.
Стр. 2 - Son," in exactly the same tone as before. 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,...
Стр. 141 - Paul closed his eyes with those words, and fell asleep. When he awoke, the sun was high, and the broad day was clear and warm. He lay a little, looking at the windows, which were open, and the curtains rustling in the air, and waving to and fro : then he said, "Floy, is it to-morrow ? Is she come ?" Some one seemed to go in quest of her.
Стр. 401 - 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...
Стр. 1 - ... settee immediately in front of the fire and close to it, as if his constitution were analogous to that of a muffin, and it was essential to toast him brown while he was very new. Dombey was about eight-and-forty years of age. Son about eight-and-forty minutes. Dombey was rather bald, rather red, and though a handsome well-made man, too stern and pompous in appearance, to be prepossessing.
Стр. 139 - ... about the candle, and wait patiently for day. His only trouble was, the swift and rapid river. He felt forced, sometimes, to try to stop it — to stem it with his childish hands — or choke its way with sand — and when he saw it coming on, resistless, he cried out...
Стр. 139 - His fancy had a strange tendency to wander to the river, which he knew was flowing through the great city: and now he thought how black it was, and how deep it would look, reflecting the hosts of stars — and more than all, how steadily it rolled away to meet the sea. As it grew later in the night, and footsteps in the street became so rare that he could hear them coming, count them as they...