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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... observed to be all of a red color , and to have red hair , and to be dressed in some extraordinary tight - fitting fashion , and to have on her head a most wonderful bonnet like a Grenadier wooden measure , and good measure too , or a ...
... observed to be all of a red color , and to have red hair , and to be dressed in some extraordinary tight - fitting fashion , and to have on her head a most wonderful bonnet like a Grenadier wooden measure , and good measure too , or a ...
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... observations in his own manner , and who had been sucking the rust off his fingers in his ab- sorption , stretched his ... observed by the poets ( in many passages which he well knew the jury would have , word for word , at the tips of ...
... observations in his own manner , and who had been sucking the rust off his fingers in his ab- sorption , stretched his ... observed by the poets ( in many passages which he well knew the jury would have , word for word , at the tips of ...
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... observation to his next neighbor , and added , " I'd hold half a guinea that he don't get no law - work to do . Don't look like the sort of one to get any , do he ? " Yet this Mr. Carton took in more of the de- tails of the scene than ...
... observation to his next neighbor , and added , " I'd hold half a guinea that he don't get no law - work to do . Don't look like the sort of one to get any , do he ? " Yet this Mr. Carton took in more of the de- tails of the scene than ...
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... observation had not extended to the mournful cadence of his low grave voice , and to the abstraction that overclouded him fitfully , without any apparent reason . While one external cause , and that a reference to his long lingering ...
... observation had not extended to the mournful cadence of his low grave voice , and to the abstraction that overclouded him fitfully , without any apparent reason . While one external cause , and that a reference to his long lingering ...
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... observed in all free livers of his class , from the portrait of Jeffries downward , and which can be traced , under various disguises of Art , through the portraits of every Drinking | 6 . A TALE OF TWO CITIES . 39 XI.
... observed in all free livers of his class , from the portrait of Jeffries downward , and which can be traced , under various disguises of Art , through the portraits of every Drinking | 6 . A TALE OF TWO CITIES . 39 XI.
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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...