 ... door to listen for the chaise-cart. It was a dry cold night, and the wind blew keenly, and the frost was white and hard. A man would die to-night of lying out on the marshes, I thought. And then I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would...  Works of Charles Dickens - Page 52de Charles Dickens - 1863Affichage du livre entier - À propos de ce livre
 | Charles Dickens - 1868 - 658 pages
...And then I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity...the mare," said Joe, " ringing like a peal of bells !" soon landed, and Uncle Pumblechook was soon down too, covering the mare with a cloth, and we were... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1881 - 564 pages
...or pity in the whole glittering multitude. " Here comes the mare," said Joe, "ringing like bells 1" The sound of her iron shoes upon the hard road was...she came along at a much brisker trot than usual. Wn got a chair out ready for Mrs. Joe's alighting, and stirred up the fire that they might see a bright... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1884 - 932 pages
...And then I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity...musical, as she came along at a much brisker trot man usual. We got a chair put, ready for Mrs. Joe's alighting, and stirred up the fire that they might... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1884 - 1018 pages
...and then I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity in the whole glittering multitude. " Here comes the mare," said Joe, "ringing like belis I" The sound... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1885 - 860 pages
...And then I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity...out, ready for Mrs. Joe's alighting, and stirred up tne fire that they might see a bright window, and took a final survey of the kitchen that nothing might... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1895 - 708 pages
...And then I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity...alighting, and stirred up the fire that they might sec a bright window, and took a final survey of the kitchen that nothing might be out of its place.... | |
 | Joyce A. Rowe - 1988 - 172 pages
...And then, I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity in all the glaring multitude. (p. 80) So in resolving to quit England and the life he has known, in order to accompany... | |
 | Richard W. Bevis - 1999 - 442 pages
...the moors, "looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity in all the glittering multitude" (1953, 46). This may be a reminiscence of the Franklin expedition, which stirred Dickens, combined... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1999 - 84 pages
...Joe made the fire and swept the hearth. Then we waited for the carriage. It was a dry, cold night. "Here comes the mare," said Joe, "ringing like a peal of bells!" Mrs. Joe and Mr. Pumblechook rushed into the warm little house. "Now," Mrs. Joe cried out, "if this... | |
 | 602 pages
...And then I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity...the mare," said Joe, "ringing like a peal of bells!" landed, and Uncle Pumblechook was soon down too, covering the mare with a cloth, and we were soon all... | |
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