The Works of Charles Dickens, Volume 21Chapman and Hall, Limited, 1898 |
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... carried their divine rights with a high hand . Thus did the year one thousand seven hundred and seventy - five conduct their Greatnesses , and myriads of small creatures - the creatures of this chronicle among the rest - along the roads ...
... carried their divine rights with a high hand . Thus did the year one thousand seven hundred and seventy - five conduct their Greatnesses , and myriads of small creatures - the creatures of this chronicle among the rest - along the roads ...
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... carried the mail to the summit of the hill . The horses stopped to breathe again , and the guard got down to skid the wheel for the descent , and open the coach - door to let the passengers in . " Tst ! Joe ! " cried the coachman in a ...
... carried the mail to the summit of the hill . The horses stopped to breathe again , and the guard got down to skid the wheel for the descent , and open the coach - door to let the passengers in . " Tst ! Joe ! " cried the coachman in a ...
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... carry in mine to my life's end . In any of the burial - places of this city through which I pass , is there a sleeper more inscrutable than its HUMAN INSCRUTABILITY . 13 busy inhabitants are , in their CHAPTER III The Night Shadows ...
... carry in mine to my life's end . In any of the burial - places of this city through which I pass , is there a sleeper more inscrutable than its HUMAN INSCRUTABILITY . 13 busy inhabitants are , in their CHAPTER III The Night Shadows ...
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... carry about me , not a scrap of writing openly referring to it . This is a secret service altogether . My credentials , entries , and memoranda , are all comprehended in the one line , Recalled to Life ; ' which may mean anything . But ...
... carry about me , not a scrap of writing openly referring to it . This is a secret service altogether . My credentials , entries , and memoranda , are all comprehended in the one line , Recalled to Life ; ' which may mean anything . But ...
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... devoted themselves to the sodden and lee - dyed pieces of the cask , licking , and even champing the moister wine - rotted fragments with eager relish . There was no drainage to carry off the wine , and not CHAPTER V The Wine-shop.
... devoted themselves to the sodden and lee - dyed pieces of the cask , licking , and even champing the moister wine - rotted fragments with eager relish . There was no drainage to carry off the wine , and not CHAPTER V The Wine-shop.
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Page 12 - 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!