A Christmas Carol in Prose: Being a Ghost Story of Christmas [and] The Cricket on the Hearth, a Fairy Tale of HomeHoughton, Mifflin Company, 1893 - 118 páginas |
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an't asked Scrooge Baby Barnaby Rudge Bertha bless Blind Girl Bob Cratchit Boxer Caleb Camden Town cents chair CHARLES DICKENS cheerful child Chirp Christmas Carol clock cold Cricket cried Scrooge cried the Blind dance dark daughter David Copperfield dear door Ebenezer Scrooge exclaimed eyes face Fairies father fire gentleman Ghost of Christmas Gruff and Tackleton hand happy head hear heard heart honor Jacob Marley John Peerybingle kettle knew last night laughed light Little Dorrit live looked Marley Marley's Martin Chuzzlewit merry Christmas mind Miss Slowboy never Number Oliver Twist Phantom poor replied returned the Carrier round Scrooge's nephew shadow Spirit stood street sure tell There's things thought Tiny Tiny Tim told toy merchant turned Uncle Scrooge voice walked wife window woman wonder word young Cratchits
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Página 111 - Running to the window, he opened it, and put out his head. No fog, no mist; clear, bright, jovial, stirring, cold; cold, piping for the blood to dance to; golden sunlight; heavenly sky; sweet fresh air; merry bells. Oh, glorious. Glorious! "What's to-day?
Página 72 - Not coming upon Christmas Day! " Martha did n't like to see him disappointed, if it were only in joke ; so she came out prematurely from behind the closet door, and ran into his arms, while the two young Cratchits hustled Tiny Tim, and bore him off into the wash-house, that he might hear the pudding singing in the copper. "And how did little Tim behave?" asked Mrs. Cratchit, when she had rallied Bob on his credulity, and Bob had hugged his daughter to his heart's content. "As good as gold,
Página 51 - Bless me, yes. There he is. He was very much attached to me, was Dick. Poor Dick! Dear, dear!' 'Yo ho, my boys!' said Fezziwig. 'No more work to-night. Christmas Eve, Dick. Christmas, Ebenezer! Let's have the shutters up,' cried old Fezziwig, with a sharp clap of his hands, 'before a man can say Jack Robinson!
Página 92 - ... any spectre I have seen. But as I know your purpose is to do me good, and as I hope to live to be another man from what I was, I am prepared to bear you company, and do it with a thankful heart. Will you not speak to me?
Página 118 - Principle, ever afterwards; and it was always said of him, that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that be truly said of us, and all of us! And so as Tiny Tim observed, God Bless Us Every One!
Página 64 - In easy state upon this couch, there sat a jolly Giant, glorious to see; who bore a glowing torch, in shape not unlike Plenty's horn, and held it up, high up, to shed its light on Scrooge, as he came peeping round the door. "Come in!
Página 35 - But you were always a good man of business, Jacob," faltered Scrooge, who now began to apply this to himself. " Business!" cried the Ghost, wringing his hands again. " Mankind was my business. The common welfare was my business; charity, mercy, forbearance, and benevolence were, all, my business. The dealings of my trade were but a drop of water in the comprehensive ocean of my business!
Página 55 - It isn't that, Spirit. He has the power to render us happy or unhappy; to make our service light or burdensome; a pleasure or a toil. Say that his power lies in words and looks; in things so slight and insignificant that it is impossible to add and count them up: what then? The happiness he gives, is quite as great as if it cost a fortune.
Página 53 - Then old Fezziwig stood out to dance with Mrs. Fezziwig. Top couple, too; with a good stiff piece of work cut out for them; three or four and twenty pair of partners; people who were not to be trifled with; people who would dance, and had no notion of walking. But if...
Página 109 - ... hear me! I am not the man I was. I will not be the man I must have been but for this intercourse. Why show me this, if I am past all hope!" For the first time the hand appeared to shake. "Good Spirit," he pursued, as down upon the ground he fell before it: "Your nature intercedes for me, and pities me.