Sketches by Boz: Illustrative of Every-day Life and Every-day PeopleJ.B.Lippincott & Company, 1885 |
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... was in every respect the antipodes of the curate . Crowds of our female parishioners flocked to hear him : at first , because he was so odd - looking , then because his face was so expressive , then because he preached 8 SKETCHES BY BOZ ,
... was in every respect the antipodes of the curate . Crowds of our female parishioners flocked to hear him : at first , because he was so odd - looking , then because his face was so expressive , then because he preached 8 SKETCHES BY BOZ ,
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... face - it was in vain . He respired with difficulty - it was equally ineffectual in awakening sympathy . Seats are once again to be had in any part of our parish church , and the chapel - of - ease is going to be enlarged , as it is ...
... face - it was in vain . He respired with difficulty - it was equally ineffectual in awakening sympathy . Seats are once again to be had in any part of our parish church , and the chapel - of - ease is going to be enlarged , as it is ...
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... were red with crying . She walked in , as firm as I could have done ; shut the door carefully after her , and sat herself down with a face as composed as if it was made of stone . ' What is the matter THE BROKER'S MAN . 31.
... were red with crying . She walked in , as firm as I could have done ; shut the door carefully after her , and sat herself down with a face as composed as if it was made of stone . ' What is the matter THE BROKER'S MAN . 31.
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... face in her hands . Oh , my God ! what will be- come of us ! ' The noise she made , brought in a young lady of about nineteen or twenty , who , I suppose , had been a - listening at the door , and who had got a little boy in her arms ...
... face in her hands . Oh , my God ! what will be- come of us ! ' The noise she made , brought in a young lady of about nineteen or twenty , who , I suppose , had been a - listening at the door , and who had got a little boy in her arms ...
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... face , I saw it in hers that night . " I was right , sir , " continued Mr. Bung , hurriedly passing his coat - sleeve over his face , " the family grew more prosperous , and good fortune arrived . But it was too late . Those children ...
... face , I saw it in hers that night . " I was right , sir , " continued Mr. Bung , hurriedly passing his coat - sleeve over his face , " the family grew more prosperous , and good fortune arrived . But it was too late . Those children ...
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Page 367 - I am the Resurrection and the Life, saith the Lord : he that believeth in Me, though he were dead, yet shall he live : and whosoever liveth and believeth in Me shall never die.
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Page 7 - 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!
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Page 74 - ... on the trial — evoke 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.
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Page 495 - And now the long-forgotten scenes of a mis-spent life crowded thick and fast upon him. He thought of the time when he had a home — a happy, cheerful home — and of those who peopled it, and flocked about him then, until the forms of his elder children seemed to rise from the grave, and stand about him — so plain, so clear, and so distinct they were, that he could touch and feel them.