...and Heavet e with ye both ! " " I am quite ready," said the old man meekly. " Come, boy, :>me — " and so submitted to be led away. And now the bell — the bell she had so often heard, by night id clay, and listened to witli solemn pleasure almost as a living ?ice — rung its remorseless toll...

...thus happily he wrought, Each found the likeness in his thought. JOHN GAY. LITTLE NELL'S FUNERAL rND now the bell— the bell She had so often heard by...night and day, And listened to with solemn pleasure, E'en as a living voice — Rung its remorseless toll for her, , So young, so beautiful, so good. Decrepit...

...account of Nell's funeral is, in the high artistic sense, a piece of good work. Here is an extract : " And now the bell— the bell she had so often heard, by night and day, and listened to with 1 Dickens himself knew that he had a tendency to fall into blank verse in moments of excitement, and...

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...bell — the bell She had so often heard by night and day. And listened to with solemn pleasure. E'en as a living voice — Rung its remorseless toll for her, So young, so beautiful, so good. 31S " Decrepit age, and vigorous life, And blooming youth, and helpless infancy. Poured forth — on...

...taken from him. They were to gather fresh leaves and berries for her bed. 11. 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—rang its remorseless toll for her, so young, so beautiful, so good. Decrepit age, and. vigorous...

...'They did not know that she was dead at first. ''»..., • — Charles Dickens. Little Nell's Funeral. AND now the bell— the bell , She had so often heard...night and day, And listened to with solemn pleasure, Ee'n as a living voice — Rung its remorseless toll for her, So young, so beautiful, so good! Decrepit...

...his neck. They did not know that she was dead at first. — Charles Dickens. Little Nell's Funeral AND now the bell— the bell She had so often heard...night and day, And listened to with solemn pleasure, Ee'n as a living voice — Rung its remorseless toll for her, So young, so beautiful, so good! Decrepit...

...to do to-day." "Why then, I'll go where you will," said the old man, turning to the child. "You're sure of what you tell me? You would not deceive me...listened to with solemn pleasure almost as a living voice — rang its remorseless toll for her, so young, so beautiful, so good. Decrepit age, and vigorous...

...topics. Poetry — far from injuring society — is one of the great instruments of its refinement. 7. And now the bell — the bell she had so often heard,...day, and listened to with solemn pleasure, almost as to a living voice — rang its remorseless toll for her, so young, so beautiful, so good. When Phocion,...