The Old Curiosity Shop ; Hard Times ; and The Holly Tree InnJ.W. Lovell, 1880 - 832 pages |
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Common terms and phrases
Abel asked Barbara better Bevis Marks Bitzer Bounderby Bounderby's brother child Chuckster Codlin Coketown cried curtsey Daniel Quilp dark dear Dick door dwarf eyes face father fire girl gone Gradgrind grandfather hand head hear heard heart hope Jarley Jupe kind Kit's mother knew lady light little Jacob little Nell lodger looked Louisa ma'am manner Marchioness matter mind Miss Brass Miss Sally morning never night Notary old gentleman passed pony poor portmanteau pretty Quilp Rachael rejoined replied returned Richard Swiveller round Sampson schoolmaster seemed short silence single gentleman Sissy Sleary sleep small servant smile Sparsit stairs Stephen stood stopped street sure Swiv tears tell thee there's thing thought Thquire Tom Scott took town turned voice walked Walmers window woman word young
Popular passages
Page 71 - 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...
Page 541 - Now, what I want is, Facts. Teach these boys and girls nothing but Facts. Facts alone are wanted in life. Plant nothing else, and root out everything else.
Page 612 - I know your heart, and am right sure and certain that tis far too merciful to let her die, or even so much as suffer, for want of aid. Thou knowest who said, ' Let him who is without sin 'among you cast the first stone at her ! ' There have been plenty to do that.
Page 559 - ... it was a town of unnatural red and black like the painted face of a savage. It was a town of machinery and tall chimneys, out of which interminable serpents of smoke trailed themselves for ever and ever, and never got uncoiled. It had a black canal in it, and a river that ran purple with ill-smelling dye, and vast piles of building full of windows where there was a rattling and a trembling all day long, and where the piston of the steam-engine worked monotonously up and down like the head of...
Page 231 - to be a wax-work child, when you might have the proud consciousness of assisting, to the extent of your infant powers, the manufactures of your country; of improving your mind by the constant contemplation of the steam-engine ; and of earning a comfortable and independent subsistence of from twoand-nine-pence to three shillings per week? Don't you know that the harder you are at work, the happier you are?
Page 522 - She was dead. Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell, was dead. Her little bird — a poor slight thing the pressure of a finger would have crushed — was stirring nimbly in its cage; and the strong heart of its child-mistress was mute and motionless for ever.
Page 561 - There was an old woman, and what do you think? She lived upon nothing but victuals and drink; Victuals and drink were the whole of her diet, And yet this old woman would NEVER be quiet.
Page 416 - Marchioness," said Mr. Swiveller gravely, " I shall ask your ladyship's permission to put the board in my pocket, and to retire from the presence when I have finished this tankard; merely observing, Marchioness, that since life like a river is flowing, I care not how fast it rolls on, Ma'am, on, while such purl on the bank still is growing, and such eyes light the waves as they run. Marchioness , your health. You will excuse my wearing my hat, but the palace is damp, and the marble floor is ' —...
Page 453 - Statutes in that case made and provided, and against the peace of our Sovereign Lord the King, his crown and dignity.
Page 559 - M'Choakumchild school was all fact, and the school of design was all fact, and the relations between master and man were all fact, and everything was fact between the lying-in hospital and the cemetery, and what you couldn't state in figures, or show to be purchasable in the cheapest market and salable in the dearest, was not, and never should be, world without end, Amen.