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Ticknor and Fields, 1868

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Página 214 - Where they laid him as wos wery good to me, wery good to me indeed, he wos. It's time fur me to go down to that there berryin ground sir, and ask to be put along with him. I wants to go there and be berried. He used fur to say to me, 'I am as poor as you to-day, Jo,' he ses. I wants to tell him that I am as poor as him now, and have come there to be laid along with him.
Página 159 - Here I am! This is my frugal breakfast. Some men want legs of beef and mutton for breakfast; I don't. Give me my peach, my cup of coffee, and my claret; I am content. I don't want them for themselves, but they remind me of the sun. There's nothing solar about legs of beef and mutton. Mere animal satisfaction!" "This is our friend's consulting-room (or would be, if he ever prescribed), his sanctum, his studio,
Página 15 - ... inborn, inbred, engendered in the corrupted humours of the vicious body itself, and that only— Spontaneous Combustion, and none other of all the deaths that can be died.
Página 71 - O my child, my child, I am your wicked and unhappy mother ! 0 try to forgive me ! " — when I saw her at my foet on the bare earth in her great agony of mind, I felt, through all my tumult of emotion, a burst of gratitude to the providence of God that I was so changed as that I never could disgrace her by any trace of likeness ; as that nobody could ever now look at me, and look at her, and remotely think of any near tie between us.
Página 402 - He died some five years afterwards, and left a diary behind him, with letters and other materials towards his Life ; which was published, and which showed him to have been the victim of a combination on the part of mankind against an amiable child. It was considered very pleasant reading, but I never read more of it myself than the sentence on which I chanced to light on opening the book. It was this. " Jarndyee, in common with most other men I have known, is the Incarnation of Selfishness.
Página 206 - ... George's gallery, and stands huddled together in a bundle, looking all about the floor. He seems to know that they have an inclination to shrink .from him, partly for what he is, and partly for what he has caused. He, too, shrinks from them. He is not of the same order of things, not of the same place in creation. He is of no order and no place ; neither of the beasts, nor of humanity. " Look here, Jo ! " says Allan.
Página 438 - We stood aside, watching for any countenance we knew, and presently great bundles of paper began to be carried out - bundles in bags, bundles too large to be got into any bags, immense masses of papers of all shapes and no shapes, which the bearers staggered under, and threw down for the time being, anyhow, on the Hall pavement, while they went back to bring out more. Even these clerks were laughing. We glanced at the papers, and seeing Jarndyce and Jarndyce everywhere, asked an official-looking...
Página 281 - ... the follies of mankind, Mr. Bucket pervades a vast number of houses, and strolls about an infinity of streets : to outward appearance rather languishing for want of an object. He is in the friendliest condition towards his species, and will drink with most of them. He is free with his money, afl'able in his manners, innocent in his conversation — but, through the placid stream of his life, there glides an undercurrent of forefinger.
Página 192 - ... heavily, in the nauseous air, and winking — as that lamp, too, winks in Tom-all-Alone's — at many horrible things. But they are blotted out. The moon has eyed Tom with a dull cold stare, as admitting some puny emulation of herself in his desert region unfit for life and blasted by volcanic fires ; but she has passed on, and is gone. The blackest nightmare in the infernal stables grazes on Tom-allAlone's, and Tom is fast asleep.
Página 113 - Sir," returns Vholes, always looking at the client, as if he were making a lingering meal of him with his eyes as well as with his professional appetite. " Sir," returns Vholes, with his inward manner of speech and his bloodless quietude ; " I should not have had the presumption to propose myself as a model, for your imitation or any man's. Let me but leave a good name to my three daughters, and that is enough for me ; I am not a self-seeker.

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