 When the sunbeams struck into his room through the rustling blinds, and quivered on the opposite wall like golden water, he knew that evening was coming on, and that the sky was red and beautiful. As the reflection died away, and a gloom went creeping...  Dombey and Son - Pàgina 153per Charles Dickens - 1848 - 624 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Charles Dickens - 1847 - 368 pàgines
...entered the gloomy house with a sorrowful forehoding. CHAPTER XVl. What the waves were always saying, PAUL had never risen from his little bed. He lay there,...time went, but watching it and watching everything ahout him with observing eyes. When the sunbeams struck into his room through the rustling blinds,... | |
 | J. B. Syme - 1852 - 196 pàgines
...glory sing ! 0 grave ! where is thy victory? tell; 155 THE DEATH OF LITTLE PAUL. BY CHARLES DICKEKS. PAUL had never risen from his little bed. He lay there,...; not caring much how the time went, but watching everything about him with observing eyes. < When the sunbeams struck into the room, through the rustling... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1860 - 196 pàgines
...lips against his cheek. CHAPTER XIV. WHAT THE WAVES WERE ALWAYS SAYING. PAUL had never risen from hia little bed. He lay there, listening to the noises...room through the rustling blinds, and quivered on the opl>osite wall like golden water, he knew that evening was coming on, and that the sky was red and... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1867 - 576 pàgines
...entered the gloomy house with a sorrowful foreboding. CHAPTER XVI. WHAT THE WAVES WERE ALWAYS SAYING. PAUL had never risen from his little bed. He lay there, listening to the noise!; in the street, quite tranquilly; not caring much how the time went, but watching it and watching... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1868 - 410 pàgines
...glad he did n't cry, Floy. I thought he did. Don't tell them that I asked." THE LAST. LITTLE DOMBEY had never risen from his little bed. He lay there,...time went, but watching it and watching everything. When the sunbeams struck into his room through the rustling blinds, and quivered on the opposite wall,... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1869 - 596 pàgines
...became famous, and at ouco took, and still retains, the position of the foremost novelist of the age.J PAUL had never risen from his little bed. He lay there,...street, quite tranquilly; not caring much how The Death of Paul Dombey. 43 the time went, but watching it, and watching everything about him with observing... | |
 | Lewis Baxter Monroe - 1871 - 342 pàgines
...wearily by, Then like a tired bird to my corner I fly. John Clare, CXIII. — DEATH OF LITTLE PAUL. PAUL had never risen from his little bed. He lay there,...the street, quite tranquilly ; not caring much how time went, but watching it and watching everything about him with observing eyes. 2. When the sunbeams... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1871 - 410 pàgines
..." Thy will be done." To give np. » BL£ND. Mingle. J^ XXXIV. — DEATH OF PAUL DOMBEY. DICKENS. 1. PAUL had never risen from his little bed. He lay there, listening to the noises in the street, quite tranquilly;1 not caring much how the time went, hut watching it, and watching everything about him,... | |
 | Literary bouquet - 1872 - 180 pàgines
...own great resurrection, Emblems of the bright and better land. Longfellow. THE DEATH OE LITTLE PAUL. PAUL had never risen from his little bed. He lay there,...much how the time went, but watching it and watching ever) thing about him with observing eyes. When the sunbeams struck into his room through the rustling... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1872 - 368 pàgines
...entered the gloomy house with a sorrowful foreboding. CHAPTER XVI. WHAT THE WAVES WERE ALWAYS SAYING. PAUL had never risen from his little bed. He lay there,...much how the time went, but watching it and watching every thing about him with observing eyes. When the sunbeams struck into his room through the rustling... | |
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