Works, Հատոր 7Tauchnitz, 1846 |
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... Quilp is my name . - Daniel Quilp . " . " You have " Meaning me ? " returned the dwarf . You might remember . It's not a long one " Harkee Mr. Quilp then , " pursued the other . some influence with my grandfather there . ” " Some ...
... Quilp is my name . - Daniel Quilp . " . " You have " Meaning me ? " returned the dwarf . You might remember . It's not a long one " Harkee Mr. Quilp then , " pursued the other . some influence with my grandfather there . ” " Some ...
Էջ 112
... Quilp , with equal dryness . " Then let me tell him one for all , through you , that I will come into and go out of this place as often as I like , so long as he keeps Nell here ; and that if he wants to be quit of me , he must first be ...
... Quilp , with equal dryness . " Then let me tell him one for all , through you , that I will come into and go out of this place as often as I like , so long as he keeps Nell here ; and that if he wants to be quit of me , he must first be ...
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... Quilp , pretty Mrs. Quilp , obedient , timid , loving Mrs. Quilp . But that reminds me — I have left her all alone , and she will be anxious and know not a moment's peace till I return . I know she's always in that condition when I'm ...
... Quilp , pretty Mrs. Quilp , obedient , timid , loving Mrs. Quilp . But that reminds me — I have left her all alone , and she will be anxious and know not a moment's peace till I return . I know she's always in that condition when I'm ...
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... QUILP resided on Tower Hill ; and in her bower on Tower Hill Mrs. Quilp was left to pine the absence of her lord , when he quitted her on the business which he has been already seen to transact . Mr. Quilp could scarcely be said to be ...
... QUILP resided on Tower Hill ; and in her bower on Tower Hill Mrs. Quilp was left to pine the absence of her lord , when he quitted her on the business which he has been already seen to transact . Mr. Quilp could scarcely be said to be ...
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... Quilp's Wharf , Daniel Quilp was a ship - breaker , yet to judge from these appearances he must either have been a ship - breaker on a very small scale , or have broken his ships up very small indeed . Neither did the place present any ...
... Quilp's Wharf , Daniel Quilp was a ship - breaker , yet to judge from these appearances he must either have been a ship - breaker on a very small scale , or have broken his ships up very small indeed . Neither did the place present any ...
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Էջ 2 - And let us linger in this place for an instant to remark that, if ever household affections and loves are graceful things, they are graceful in the poor. The ties that bind the wealthy and the proud to home may be forged on earth, but those which link the poor man to his humble hearth are of the true metal, and bear the stamp of Heaven.
Էջ 278 - They saw the vault covered, and the stone fixed down. Then, when the dusk of evening had come on, and not a sound disturbed the sacred stillness of the place — when the bright moon poured in her light on tomb and monument, on pillar, wall, and arch, and most of all (it seemed to them) upon her quiet grave...
Էջ 197 - Statutes in that case made and provided, and against the peace of our Sovereign Lord the King, his crown, and dignity.
Էջ 105 - But what," said Mr. Swiveller with a sigh, " what is the odds so long as the fire of soul is kindled at the taper of conwiviality, and the wing of friendship never moults a feather ! What is the odds so long as the spirit is expanded by means of rosy wine, and the present moment is the least happiest of our existence !" " You needn't act the chairman here," said his friend, half aside. " Fred 1" cried Mr. Swiveller, tapping his nose, " a word to the wise is sufficient for them — we may be good...
Էջ 222 - Since laws were made for every degree, To curb vice in others as well as in me, I wonder we ha'n't better company Upon Tyburn Tree!
Էջ 142 - Oh ! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, • But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die...
Էջ 300 - The white-headed boy then put an open book, astonishingly dog'seared, upon his knees, and thrusting his hands into his pockets began counting the marbles with which they were filled ; displaying in the expression of his face a remarkable capacity of totally abstracting his mind from the spelling on which his eyes were fixed.
Էջ 167 - My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea ; But, before I go, Tom Moore, Here's a double health to thee ! Here's a sigh to those who love me, And a smile to those who hate ; And whatever sky's above me, Here's a heart for every fate. Though the ocean roar around me, Yet it still shall bear me on ; Though a desert should surround me, It hath springs that may...
Էջ 275 - ... summer's evening. The child who had been her little friend came there almost as soon as it was day with an offering of dried flowers, which he begged them to lay upon her breast.
Էջ 277 - 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 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.