The Works of Charles Dickens, Volume 21Chapman and Hall, Limited, 1898 |
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... 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 — in ...
... 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 — in ...
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... light , and , being recognised and challenged by his fellow - tradesman whom he stopped in his character of " the Captain , " gallantly shot him through the head and rode away ; the mail was waylaid by seven robbers , and the guard shot ...
... light , and , being recognised and challenged by his fellow - tradesman whom he stopped in his character of " the Captain , " gallantly shot him through the head and rode away ; the mail was waylaid by seven robbers , and the guard shot ...
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... light of the coach - lamps but these its own workings , and a few yards of road ; and the reek of the labouring horses steamed into it , as if they had made it all . Two other passengers , besides the one , were plodding up the hill by ...
... light of the coach - lamps but these its own workings , and a few yards of road ; and the reek of the labouring horses steamed into it , as if they had made it all . Two other passengers , besides the one , were plodding up the hill by ...
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... light of the coach - lamp on that side , and read - first to himself and then aloud : " Wait at Dover for Mam'selle . ' It's not long , you see , guard . Jerry , say that my answer was , RECALLED TO LIFE . " Jerry started in his saddle ...
... light of the coach - lamp on that side , and read - first to himself and then aloud : " Wait at Dover for Mam'selle . ' It's not long , you see , guard . Jerry , say that my answer was , RECALLED TO LIFE . " Jerry started in his saddle ...
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... lights glanced into it , I have had glimpses of buried treasure and other things submerged . It was appointed that ... light was playing on its surface , and I stood in ignorance on the shore . My friend is dead , my neighbour is dead ...
... lights glanced into it , I have had glimpses of buried treasure and other things submerged . It was appointed that ... light was playing on its surface , and I stood in ignorance on the shore . My friend is dead , my neighbour is dead ...
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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!