Bentley's Miscellany, 2. köideCharles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith Richard Bentley, 1837 |
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... Poor fellow ! " said the gentleman , " he has hurt himself . " " I did that , sir , " said a great lubberly fellow stepping for- ward ; " and preciously I cut my knuckle agin ' his mouth . I stopped him , sir . " The fellow touched his ...
... Poor fellow ! " said the gentleman , " he has hurt himself . " " I did that , sir , " said a great lubberly fellow stepping for- ward ; " and preciously I cut my knuckle agin ' his mouth . I stopped him , sir . " The fellow touched his ...
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... poor little Oliver was already deposited , trembling very much at the awfulness of the scene . Mr. Fang was a middle - sized man , with no great quantity of hair ; and what he had , growing on the back and sides of his head . His face ...
... poor little Oliver was already deposited , trembling very much at the awfulness of the scene . Mr. Fang was a middle - sized man , with no great quantity of hair ; and what he had , growing on the back and sides of his head . His face ...
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... poor appearance , clad in an old suit of black , rushed hastily into the office , and advanced to the bench . " Stop , stop , don't take him away , -for Heaven's sake stop a moment , " cried the new - comer , breathless with haste ...
... poor appearance , clad in an old suit of black , rushed hastily into the office , and advanced to the bench . " Stop , stop , don't take him away , -for Heaven's sake stop a moment , " cried the new - comer , breathless with haste ...
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... Poor boy , poor boy ! " said Mr. Brownlow bending over him . " Call a coach , somebody , pray , directly ! " 66 A coach was obtained , and Oliver , having been carefully laid on one seat , the old gentleman got in and sat himself on the ...
... Poor boy , poor boy ! " said Mr. Brownlow bending over him . " Call a coach , somebody , pray , directly ! " 66 A coach was obtained , and Oliver , having been carefully laid on one seat , the old gentleman got in and sat himself on the ...
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... poor devil is reduced , when , in his extremity , he reposes his hands on his " fair round belly , " or thrusts them to the very bot- tom of his breeches ' pockets , with not a cross there to keep the devil out , and feelingly exclaims ...
... poor devil is reduced , when , in his extremity , he reposes his hands on his " fair round belly , " or thrusts them to the very bot- tom of his breeches ' pockets , with not a cross there to keep the devil out , and feelingly exclaims ...
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Page 554 - She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death.
Page 551 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me— I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have plucked my nipple from his boneless gums, And dashed the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Page 459 - To plague the inventor; this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
Page 65 - I'll believe thee. Rom. If my heart's dear love — Jul. Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night: It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be Ere one can say "It lightens.
Page 547 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day ; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale...
Page 363 - O for pity ! — we shall much disgrace With four or five most vile and ragged foils, Right ill-disposed in brawl ridiculous, The name of Agincourt.
Page 550 - The Prince of Cumberland ! that is a step On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires ; Let not light see my black and deep desires : The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Page 551 - Nought's had, all's spent, Where our desire is got without content : 'Tis safer to be that which we destroy, Than, by destruction, dwell in doubtful joy.
Page 544 - I hate the Moor: And it is thought abroad, that 'twixt my sheets He has done my office: I know not if t be true; But I, for mere suspicion in that kind, Will do as if for surety.
Page 550 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill; cannot be good: if ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth? I am thane of Cawdor: If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature?