author - "Charles Dickens"
Description Like many of Dickens’ works, David Copperfield was published serially, then as a complete novel for the first time in 1850. Dickens himself thought of it as his favorite novel, writing in the preface that of all his works Copperfield was his favorite child. This isn’t surprising, considering that many of the events in the novel are semi-autobiographical accounts from Dickens’ own life. In David Copperfield we follow the life of the titular character as he makes a life for himself in
the spinster aunt--she would enjoy it! But there was no help for it. It must be faced.Naturally Mr. Pickwick felt uncomfortable, and his first idea was to arrange the matter. This was a sensible course, and he ought at once to have put the matter into the hands of his friend Perker, with full powers to treat. But no. Mr. Pickwick's vanity and indiscretion made him meddle in the business behind his solicitor's back, as it where, and with damaging results to himself--a warning to all such
sary labours to the officers of the ship, and the soldiers,who had made uncommon exertions. Roused by a sense of theirdanger, the same seamen, at this moment, in frantic exclamations,demanded of heaven and their fellow-sufferers that succour whichtheir own efforts, timely made, might possibly have procured.'The ship continued to beat on the rocks; and soon bilging, fellwith her broadside towards the shore. When she struck, a number ofthe men climbed up the ensign-staff, under an apprehension of
o hear from Mrs. Belltott, that his sister, the beautifulunmarried young English lady, was Miss Maryon. The novelty was, that herchristian-name was Marion too. Marion Maryon. Many a time I have runoff those two names in my thoughts, like a bit of verse. Oh many, andmany, and many a time!We saw out all the drink that was produced, like good men and true, andthen took our leaves, and went down to the beach. The weather wasbeautiful; the wind steady, low, and gentle; the island, a picture; thesea,
riends, or anywhere else.But that is not the question now. It is conspired against; and wehave given a few proofs of the conspiracy, as they shine out ofvarious classes engaged in it. An indictment against the wholemanufacturing interest need not be longer, surely, than theindictment in the case of the Crown against O'Connell and others.Mr. Cobden may be taken as its representative--as indeed he is, byone consent already. There may be no evidence; but that is notrequired. A judge and jury are
eave the farm! Rose. } Rose. If he leaves it, he dies. Edmunds. This base act, proud man, you shall rue. Young Benson. Turn him from the farm! From his home will you cast, The old man who has tilled it for years? Ev'ry tree, ev'ry flower, is linked with the past, And a friend of his childhood appears! Squire. Yes, yes, leave the farm! From his home I will cast The old man who has tilled it for years; Though each tree and flower is linked with the past, And a friend of his childhood appears.
edwells rather oftener in alleys and by-ways than she does in courtsand palaces, and that it is good, and pleasant, and profitable totrack her out, and follow her. I believe that to lay one's handupon some of those rejected ones whom the world has too longforgotten, and too often misused, and to say to the proudest andmost thoughtless--"These creatures have the same elements andcapacities of goodness as yourselves, they are moulded in the sameform, and made of the same clay; and though ten
ceiving that it is something unusually lively, kicksand crows most lustily, to the unspeakable delight of all thechildren and both the parents: and the dinner is borne into thehouse amidst a shouting of small voices, and jumping of fat legs,which would fill Sir Andrew Agnew with astonishment; as well itmight, seeing that Baronets, generally speaking, eat prettycomfortable dinners all the week through, and cannot be expected tounderstand what people feel, who only have a meat dinner on one
d after exchanging his rough coat forsome more suitable attire (in which however he loses nothing of theout-and-outer), gets into the coach and grumbles all the way at hisown good nature: his bitter reflections aggravated by therecollection, that Tom Smith has taken the chair at a littleimpromptu dinner at a fighting man's, and that a set-to was to takeplace on a dining-table, between the fighting man and his brother-in-law, which is probably 'coming off' at that very instant.As the out-and-out
u came out, which made you very careful how you left it about afterwards because people were turned so red and uncomfortable by mostly guessing it was somebody else quite different, and there was once a certain person that had put his money in a hop business that came in one morning to pay his rent and his respects being the second floor that would have taken it down from its hook and put it in his breast-pocket--you understand my dear--for the L, he says of the original--only there was no
Description Like many of Dickens’ works, David Copperfield was published serially, then as a complete novel for the first time in 1850. Dickens himself thought of it as his favorite novel, writing in the preface that of all his works Copperfield was his favorite child. This isn’t surprising, considering that many of the events in the novel are semi-autobiographical accounts from Dickens’ own life. In David Copperfield we follow the life of the titular character as he makes a life for himself in
the spinster aunt--she would enjoy it! But there was no help for it. It must be faced.Naturally Mr. Pickwick felt uncomfortable, and his first idea was to arrange the matter. This was a sensible course, and he ought at once to have put the matter into the hands of his friend Perker, with full powers to treat. But no. Mr. Pickwick's vanity and indiscretion made him meddle in the business behind his solicitor's back, as it where, and with damaging results to himself--a warning to all such
sary labours to the officers of the ship, and the soldiers,who had made uncommon exertions. Roused by a sense of theirdanger, the same seamen, at this moment, in frantic exclamations,demanded of heaven and their fellow-sufferers that succour whichtheir own efforts, timely made, might possibly have procured.'The ship continued to beat on the rocks; and soon bilging, fellwith her broadside towards the shore. When she struck, a number ofthe men climbed up the ensign-staff, under an apprehension of
o hear from Mrs. Belltott, that his sister, the beautifulunmarried young English lady, was Miss Maryon. The novelty was, that herchristian-name was Marion too. Marion Maryon. Many a time I have runoff those two names in my thoughts, like a bit of verse. Oh many, andmany, and many a time!We saw out all the drink that was produced, like good men and true, andthen took our leaves, and went down to the beach. The weather wasbeautiful; the wind steady, low, and gentle; the island, a picture; thesea,
riends, or anywhere else.But that is not the question now. It is conspired against; and wehave given a few proofs of the conspiracy, as they shine out ofvarious classes engaged in it. An indictment against the wholemanufacturing interest need not be longer, surely, than theindictment in the case of the Crown against O'Connell and others.Mr. Cobden may be taken as its representative--as indeed he is, byone consent already. There may be no evidence; but that is notrequired. A judge and jury are
eave the farm! Rose. } Rose. If he leaves it, he dies. Edmunds. This base act, proud man, you shall rue. Young Benson. Turn him from the farm! From his home will you cast, The old man who has tilled it for years? Ev'ry tree, ev'ry flower, is linked with the past, And a friend of his childhood appears! Squire. Yes, yes, leave the farm! From his home I will cast The old man who has tilled it for years; Though each tree and flower is linked with the past, And a friend of his childhood appears.
edwells rather oftener in alleys and by-ways than she does in courtsand palaces, and that it is good, and pleasant, and profitable totrack her out, and follow her. I believe that to lay one's handupon some of those rejected ones whom the world has too longforgotten, and too often misused, and to say to the proudest andmost thoughtless--"These creatures have the same elements andcapacities of goodness as yourselves, they are moulded in the sameform, and made of the same clay; and though ten
ceiving that it is something unusually lively, kicksand crows most lustily, to the unspeakable delight of all thechildren and both the parents: and the dinner is borne into thehouse amidst a shouting of small voices, and jumping of fat legs,which would fill Sir Andrew Agnew with astonishment; as well itmight, seeing that Baronets, generally speaking, eat prettycomfortable dinners all the week through, and cannot be expected tounderstand what people feel, who only have a meat dinner on one
d after exchanging his rough coat forsome more suitable attire (in which however he loses nothing of theout-and-outer), gets into the coach and grumbles all the way at hisown good nature: his bitter reflections aggravated by therecollection, that Tom Smith has taken the chair at a littleimpromptu dinner at a fighting man's, and that a set-to was to takeplace on a dining-table, between the fighting man and his brother-in-law, which is probably 'coming off' at that very instant.As the out-and-out
u came out, which made you very careful how you left it about afterwards because people were turned so red and uncomfortable by mostly guessing it was somebody else quite different, and there was once a certain person that had put his money in a hop business that came in one morning to pay his rent and his respects being the second floor that would have taken it down from its hook and put it in his breast-pocket--you understand my dear--for the L, he says of the original--only there was no