A Tale of Two CitiesT. B. Peterson and Brothers, 306 Chestnut Street, 1859 - 211 pages Presents Dickens' classic novel of love, courage, and sacrifice set against the cataclysmic events of the French Revolution. During the French Revolution a sissolute English lawyer goes to th eguillotine to save a French aristocrat, husband of the woman he loves. |
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... LOOKED CLOSELY AT IT , " 23 ... 66 HE HAD SUNK IN HER ARMS , WITH HIS FACE DROPPED ON HER BREAST , ” . 24 .... TELLSON'S BANK , .. " YOU'RE AT IT AGAIN , ARE YOU ? " ... THE COURT ROOM AND TRIAL ,. THE PRISONER AND HIS DOUBLE ,. AFTER ...
... LOOKED CLOSELY AT IT , " 23 ... 66 HE HAD SUNK IN HER ARMS , WITH HIS FACE DROPPED ON HER BREAST , ” . 24 .... TELLSON'S BANK , .. " YOU'RE AT IT AGAIN , ARE YOU ? " ... THE COURT ROOM AND TRIAL ,. THE PRISONER AND HIS DOUBLE ,. AFTER ...
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... looked back , and the guard looked back , and even the emphatic leader pricked up his ears and looked back , without contradicting . The stillness consequent on the cessation of the rumbling and laboring of the coach , added to the ...
... looked back , and the guard looked back , and even the emphatic leader pricked up his ears and looked back , without contradicting . The stillness consequent on the cessation of the rumbling and laboring of the coach , added to the ...
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... looked to the rest of its contents , and having looked to the supplementary pistols that he wore in his belt , looked to a smaller chest beneath his seat , in which there were a few smith's tools , a couple of torches , and a tinder ...
... looked to the rest of its contents , and having looked to the supplementary pistols that he wore in his belt , looked to a smaller chest beneath his seat , in which there were a few smith's tools , a couple of torches , and a tinder ...
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... looked out at the rising sun . There was a ridge of plowed land , with a plow upon it where it had been left last night when the horses were unyoked ; beyond , a quiet coppice - wood , in which many leaves of burning red and golden ...
... looked out at the rising sun . There was a ridge of plowed land , with a plow upon it where it had been left last night when the horses were unyoked ; beyond , a quiet coppice - wood , in which many leaves of burning red and golden ...
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... looked , with a hand on each knee , and a loud watch ticking a sonorous sermon under his flapped waistcoat , as though it pitted its gravity and longevity against the levity and evanescence of the brisk fire . He had a good leg , and ...
... looked , with a hand on each knee , and a loud watch ticking a sonorous sermon under his flapped waistcoat , as though it pitted its gravity and longevity against the levity and evanescence of the brisk fire . He had a good leg , and ...
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Page 5 - ... it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way...
Page 158 - Sow the same seed of rapacious license and oppression over again, and it will surely yield the same fruit according to its kind. Six tumbrils roll along the streets. Change these back again to what they were, thou powerful enchanter, Time, and they shall be seen to be the carriages of absolute monarchs, the equipages of feudal nobles, the toilets of flaring Jezebels, the churches that are not my Father's house but dens of thieves, the huts of millions of starving peasants! No, the great magician...
Page 9 - A WONDERFUL fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. A solemn consideration, when I enter a great city by night, that every one of those darkly clustered houses encloses its own secret; that every room in every one of them encloses its own secret; that every beating heart in the hundreds of thousands of breasts there, is, in some of its imaginings, a secret to the heart nearest it!
Page 37 - ... this condition from the depths of his soul, it was also in its nature to arise of itself, and to draw a gloom over him, as incomprehensible to those unacquainted with his story as if they had seen the shadow of the actual Bastille thrown upon him by a summer sun, when the substance was three hundred miles away.
Page 5 - Heaven, we were all going direct the other way — in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
Page 26 - After bursting open a door of idiotic obstinacy with a weak rattle in its throat, you fell into Tellson's down two steps, and came to your senses in a miserable little shop, with two little counters, where the oldest of men made your cheque shake as if the wind rustled it, while they examined the signature by the dingiest of windows, which were always under a shower-bath of mud from Fleet Street, and which were made the dingier by their own iron bars proper, and the heavy shadow of Temple Bar.
Page 5 - It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair...