Sketches by Boz

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University Society, 1908 - 486 pages

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Page xi - walked down to Westminster Hall, and turned into it for half an hour, because my eyes were so dimmed with joy and pride, that they could not bear the street, and were not fit to be seen there." He had bought the magazine at a shop in the Strand, and the
Page 301 - Now, you know what a verb is?" " A verb is a word which signifies to be, to do, or to suffer ; as, I am—I rule—I am ruled. Give me an apple, Ma." "I'll give you an apple,
Page xi - Late in 1833 he dropped the moving legend of Mr. Minns "into a dark letter-box, in a dark office) up a dark court in Fleet Street." In January, 1834, Mr. Minns appeared in the " Old Monthly Magazine,
Page 203 - of infancy in its joyous eye. Reflect upon your present blessings—of which every man has many— not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some. Fill your glass again, with a merry face and contented heart. Our life on it, but your
Page 66 - as the only true and real emporium for second-hand wearing apparel. Monmouth-street is venerable from its antiquity, and respectable from its usefulness. Holywell-street we despise ; the red-headed and red-whiskered Jews who forcibly haul you into their squalid houses, and thrust you into a suit of clothes, whether you will or not, we detest. The inhabitants of
Page 213 - of small dimensions; decidedly below the middle size—bordering, perhaps, upon the dwarfish. His face was round and shining, and his hair carefully twisted into the outer corner of each eye, till it formed a variety of that description of semi-curls, usually known as " haggerawators. " His earnings were all-sufficient for his wants, varying from
Page 207 - husband, who turns out to be such a nice man, and so attentive to grandmamma! Even grandpapa not only sings his annual song with unprecedented vigour, but on being honoured with an unanimous encore, according to annual custom, actually comes out with a new one which nobody but grandmamma ever heard before : and a
Page 447 - MB. NICODEMUS DUMPS, or, as his acquaintance called him, " long Dumps," was a bachelor, six feet high, and fifty years old; cross, cadaverous, odd, and ill-natured. He was never happy but when he was miserable ; and always miserable when he had the best reason to be happy. The only real comfort of his existence was to make
Page 181 - Turn your eyes to the dock ; watch the prisoner attentively for a few moments, and the fact is before you, in all its painful reality. Mark how restlessly he has been engaged for the last ten minutes, in forming all sorts of fantastic figures with the herbs which are strewed