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Common terms and phrasesan't asked Bagstock beautiful better Brighton brother Bunsby Captain Cuttle Captain Gills Carker chair Chick child Cleopatra cousin Feenix cried dark daughter dear Doctor Blimber Dombey's door Edith eyes face father Feeder feeling Florence gentleman glance gone Grinder hand Harriet head heart heerd honour hope knew lady looked ma'am MacStinger major mamma marriage mind Miss Blimber Miss Dombey Miss Floy Miss Nipper Miss Tox Misses Brown morning mother never night observed old Sol old woman papa Paul Perch Pipchin Polly poor replied returned Richard Whittington round seemed shaking Sir Barnet sitting Skettles Skewton smile Sol Gills speak stood sure Susan Nipper tears tell thought Toodle took Toots Toots's Towlinson turned uncle Sol up-stairs voice Wal'r walked Walter Walter Gay watch Wickam window woice word young Popular passagesPage 115 - In fact, Dr. Blimber's establishment was a great hothouse, in which there was a forcing apparatus incessantly at work. All the boys blew before their time. Mental green-peas were produced at Christmas, and intellectual asparagus all the year round. Page 2 - Son," in exactly the same tone as before. Those three words conveyed the one idea of Mr. Dombey's life. The earth was made for Dombey and Son to trade in, and the sun and moon were made to give them light. Rivers and seas were formed to float their ships ; rainbows gave them promise of fair weather ; winds blew for or against their enterprises ; stars and planets circled in their orbits, to preserve inviolate a system of which they were the centre. Common abbreviations took new meanings in his eyes,... Page 180 - By little and little, he got tired of the bustle of the day, the noise of carriages and carts, and people passing and repassing ; and would fall asleep, or be troubled with a restless and uneasy sense again — the child could hardly tell whether this were in his sleeping or his waking moments — of that rushing river. " Why, will it never stop, Floy 1" he would sometimes ask her. " It is bearing me away, I think. Page 228 - ... falling houses close at hand, and through the battered roofs and broken windows, wretched rooms are seen, where want and fever hide themselves in many wretched shapes, while smoke and crowded gables, and distorted chimneys, and deformity of brick and mortar penning up deformity of mind and body, choke the murky distance. As Mr Dombey looks out of his carriage window, it is never in his thoughts that the monster who has brought him there has let the light of day in on these things: not made or... Page 177 - ... conquering engines rumbled at their distant work, or, advancing smoothly to their journey's end, and gliding like tame dragons into the allotted corners grooved out to the inch for their reception, stood bubbling and trembling there, making the walls quake, as if they were dilating with the secret knowledge of great powers yet unsuspected in them, and strong purposes not yet achieved. But Staggs's Gardens had been cut up root and branch. Oh woe the day ! when " not a rood of English ground... Page 1 - Dombey was rather bald, rather red, and though a handsome well-made man, too stern and pompous in appearance to be prepossessing. Son was very bald, and very red, and though (of course) an undeniably fine infant, somewhat crushed and spotty in his general effect, as yet. Page 183 - and Floy, come close to me, and let me see you ! " Sister and brother wound their arms around each other, and the golden light came streaming in, and fell upon them, locked together. " How fast the river runs, between its green banks and the rushes, Floy ! But it's very near the sea. Page 227 - The very speed at which the train was whirled along, mocked the swift course of the young life that had been borne away so steadily and so inexorably to its fore-doomed end. The power that forced itself upon its iron way — its own — defiant of all paths and roads, piercing through the heart of every obstacle, and dragging living creatures of all classes, ages, and degrees behind it, was a type of the triumphant monster, Death. Page 519 - For only one night's view of the pale phantoms rising from the scenes of our too-long neglect ; and, from the thick and sullen air where Vice and Fever propagate together, raining the tremendous social retributions which are ever pouring down, and ever coming thicker ! Bright and blest the morning that should rise on such a night : for men, delayed no more by stumbling-blocks of their own making, which are but specks of dust upon the path between them and eternity, would then apply themselves, like... Page 34 - But an addition to the little party now made its appearance, in the shape of a gentleman in a wide suit of blue, with a hook instead of a hand attached to his right wrist ; very bushy black eyebrows ; and a thick stick in his left hand, covered all over (like his nose) with knobs. He wore a loose black silk handkerchief round his neck, and such a very large, coarse shirt-collar, that it looked like a small sail. References from web pagesBarnaby Rudge by Charles Dickens. Search, Read, Study, Discuss. Barnaby Rudge / by Charles Dickens. Barnaby Rudge Bibliography Barnaby Rudge Barnaby Rudge: A Tale of the Riots of 'Eighty - Wikipedia, the ... Appreciations and Criticisms by gk Chesterton - Barnaby Rudge by ... Charles Dickens -- Britannica Online Encyclopedia Chapter Five. Barnaby Rudge: Laughter and Structure, Part One §7. "Barnaby Rudge". X. Dickens. Vol. 13. The Victorian Age, Part ... Appreciations and Criticisms of the Works of Charles Dickens ... Bibliographic information
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