Selections from Dickens, chosen by A.H. SidgwickSidgwick & Jackson, 1909 - 213 Seiten |
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Seite 34 - Oh, quite enough to get, sir, as the soldier said ven they ordered him three hundred and fifty lashes," replied Sam. " You must not tell us what the soldier, or any other man. said, sir," interposed the judge,
Seite 151 - Bob's voice was tremulous when he told them this, and trembled more when he said that Tiny Tim was growing strong and hearty. His active little crutch was heard upon the floor, and back came Tiny Tim before another word was spoken, escorted by his brother and sister to his stool...
Seite 154 - The raw afternoon is rawest, and the dense fog is densest, and the muddy streets are muddiest, near that leaden-headed old obstruction, appropriate ornament for the threshold of a leaden-headed old corporation: Temple Bar. And hard by Temple Bar, in Lincoln's Inn Hall, at the very heart of the fog, sits the Lord High Chancellor in his High Court of Chancery.
Seite 146 - But a great cry, which was audible even above the wind and water, rose from the shore at this moment ; the sea, sweeping over the rolling wreck, made a clean breach, and carried men, spars, casks, planks, bulwarks, heaps of such toys, into the boiling surge.
Seite 148 - I saw hurry on the beach, and men running with ropes from a capstan that was there, and penetrating into a circle of figures that hid him from me.
Seite 98 - ... he was moved as they had not seen him yet, and made as though he would have him come nearer. Then pointing to the bed, he burst into tears for the first time, and they who stood by, knowing that the sight of this child had done him good, left them alone together.
Seite 18 - Gentlemen, is the happiness of a sensitive and confiding female to be trifled away, by such shallow artifices as these? The next has no date whatever, which is in itself suspicious. ' Dear Mrs. B., I shall not be at home till to-morrow. Slow coach.' And then follows this very remarkable expression. ' Don't trouble yourself about the warming-pan.
Seite 99 - 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 strength and health, in the full blush of promise, in the mere dawn of life — to gather round her tomb.
Seite 46 - Sammy.' Mr Weller resumed his pipe with critical solemnity, and Sam once more commenced, and read as follows: '"Lovely creetur i feel myself a dammed" — .' 'That ain't proper,' said Mr Weller, taking his pipe from his mouth. 'No; it ain't "dammed",' observed Sam, holding the letter up to the light, 'it's "shamed," there's a blot there — "I feel myself ashamed." ' 'Werry good,
Seite 141 - ... the horizon, caught at intervals above the rolling abyss, were like glimpses of another shore with towers and buildings. When at last we got into the town, the people came out to their doors, all aslant, and with streaming hair, making a wonder of the mail that had come through such a night. I put up at the old inn, and went down to look at the sea ; staggering along the street, which was strewn with sand and sea-weed, and with flying blotches of sea-foam; afraid of falling slates and tiles ;...