Works, 9. sējumsTauchnitz, 1843 |
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31. lappuse
... seemed tainted with the smell of coffins . The recess beneath the counter in which his flock mattress was thrust looked like a grave . Nor were these the only dismal feelings which depressed Oliver . He was alone in a strange place ...
... seemed tainted with the smell of coffins . The recess beneath the counter in which his flock mattress was thrust looked like a grave . Nor were these the only dismal feelings which depressed Oliver . He was alone in a strange place ...
37. lappuse
... seemed to have been selected as the nightly haunts of some houseless wretches , for many of the rough boards , which supplied the place of door and window , were wrenched from their positions , to afford an aperture wide enough for the ...
... seemed to have been selected as the nightly haunts of some houseless wretches , for many of the rough boards , which supplied the place of door and window , were wrenched from their positions , to afford an aperture wide enough for the ...
38. lappuse
... seemed so like the rats he had seen outside . ་ ་ ' Nobody shall go near her , " said the man , starting fiercely up , as the undertaker approached the recess . d - n you , keep back , if you ' ve a life to lose . " " Keep back ...
... seemed so like the rats he had seen outside . ་ ་ ' Nobody shall go near her , " said the man , starting fiercely up , as the undertaker approached the recess . d - n you , keep back , if you ' ve a life to lose . " " Keep back ...
40. lappuse
... seemed to think it by no means improbable that it might be an hour or so before he came . So they put the bier down on the brink of the grave ; and the two mourners waited patiently in the damp clay with a cold rain driz- zling down ...
... seemed to think it by no means improbable that it might be an hour or so before he came . So they put the bier down on the brink of the grave ; and the two mourners waited patiently in the damp clay with a cold rain driz- zling down ...
51. lappuse
... seemed to the boy's eyes further from the earth than he had ever seen them before ; there was no wind ; and the sombre shadows thrown by the trees on the earth , looked sepulchral and death - like , from being so still . He softly ...
... seemed to the boy's eyes further from the earth than he had ever seen them before ; there was no wind ; and the sombre shadows thrown by the trees on the earth , looked sepulchral and death - like , from being so still . He softly ...
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5. lappuse - But now that he was enveloped in the old calico robes which had grown yellow in the same service, he was badged and ticketed, and fell into his place at once — a parish child — the orphan of a workhouse — the humble, half-starved drudge — to be cuffed and buffeted through the world — despised by all, and pitied by none.
15. lappuse - The master aimed a blow at Oliver's head with the ladle, pinioned him in his arms, and shrieked aloud for the beadle. The board were sitting in solemn conclave, when Mr Bumble rushed into the room in great excitement, and addressing the gentleman in the high chair, said, 'Mr Limbkins, I beg your pardon, sir! Oliver Twist has asked for more.
196. lappuse - Confined as the limits of Field Lane are, it has its barber, its coffee-shop, its beer-shop, and its fried-fish ware-house. It is a commercial colony of itself : the emporium of petty larceny...
40. lappuse - There was neither fire nor candle; she died in the dark — in the dark! She couldn't even see her children's faces, though we heard her gasping out their names. I begged for her in the streets: and they sent me to prison. When I came back, she was dying; and all the blood in my heart has dried up, for they starved her to death. I swear it before the God that saw it! They starved her!
14. lappuse - So they established the rule, that all poor people should have the alternative (for they would compel nobody, not they,) of being starved by a gradual process in the house, or by a quick one out of it. With this view, they contracted with the waterworks to lay on an unlimited supply of water, and with a corn-factor to supply periodically small quantities of oatmeal; and issued three meals of thin gruel a-day, with an onion twice a week, and half a roll on Sundays.
ix. lappuse - Here are no canterings upon moonlit heaths, no merry-makings in the snuggest of all possible caverns, none of the attractions of dress, no embroidery, no lace, no jack-boots, no crimson coats and ruffles, none of the dash and freedom with which " the road" has been, time out of mind, invested.
429. lappuse - Not that all this time his mind was for an instant free from one oppressive overwhelming sense of the grave that opened at his feet ; it was ever present to him, but in a vague and general way, and he could not fix his thoughts upon it. Thus, even while he trembled and turned, burning hot at the idea of speedy death, he fell to counting the iron spikes before him, and wondering how the head of one had been broken off, and whether they would mend it or leave it as it was.
14. lappuse - It was rather expensive at first, in consequence of the increase in the undertaker's bill, and the necessity of taking in the clothes of all the paupers, which fluttered loosely on their wasted, shrunken forms, after a week or two's gruel.
225. lappuse - The younger lady was in the lovely bloom and spring-time of womanhood; at that age, when, if ever angels be for God's good purposes enthroned in mortal forms, they may be, without impiety, supposed to abide in such as hers. She was not past seventeen. Cast in so slight and exquisite a mould; so mild and gentle; so pure and beautiful; that earth seemed not her element, nor its rough creatures her fit companions.
51. lappuse - You've over-fed him, ma'am. You've raised a artificial soul and spirit in him, ma'am unbecoming a person of his condition: as the board, Mrs. Sowerberry, who are practical philosophers, will tell you. What have paupers to do with soul or spirit? It's quite enough that we let 'em have live bodies. If you had kept the boy on gruel, ma'am, this would never have happened.