The deep remembrance of the sense I had, of being utterly without hope now; of the shame I felt in my position; of the misery it was to my young heart to believe that day by day what I had learned, and thought, and delighted in, and raised my fancy and... Notes and Queries - Sida 781912Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - Om den här boken
| Charles Dickens - 1849 - 1160 sidor
...man, crushed in my bosom. The deep remembrance of the sense I had, of being utterly without hope now; of the shame I felt in my position ; of the misery...delighted in, and raised my fancy and my emulation up by, would pass away from me, little by little, never to be brought back any more ; cannot be written. As... | |
| Charles Dickens - 1850 - 384 sidor
...man, crushed in my bosom. The deep remembrance of the sense I had, of being utterly without hope now ; of the shame I felt in my position ; of the misery...delighted in, and raised my fancy and my emulation up by, would pass away from me, little by little, never to be brought back any more ; cannot be written. As... | |
| Charles Dickens - 1863 - 510 sidor
...man crushed in my bosom. The deep remembrance of the sense I had, of being utterly without hope now; of the shame I felt in my position; of the misery...delighted in, and raised my fancy and my emulation up by, would pass away from me, little by little, never to be brought back any more; cannot be written. As... | |
| Charles Dickens - 1867 - 570 sidor
...man crushed in my bosom. The deep remembrance of the sense I had, of being utterly without hope now ; of the shame I felt in my position ; of the misery...delighted in, and raised my fancy and my emulation up by, would pass away from me, little by little, never to be brought back any more ; cannot be written. As... | |
| Charles Dickens - 1871 - 526 sidor
...man crushed in my bosom. The deep remembrance of the sense I had, of being utterly without hope now ; of the shame I felt in my position ; of the misery...delighted in, and raised my fancy and my emulation up by, would pass away from me, little by little, never to be brought back any more ; cannot be written. As... | |
| 1872 - 332 sidor
...The deep remembrance of the sense I had of being utterly neglected and hopeless ; of the shame I folt in my position; of the misery it was to my young heart...passing away from me, never to be brought back any more, can not be written. My whole nature was во penetrated with the grief and humiliation of Mich considerations,... | |
| Charles Dickens - 1872 - 384 sidor
...crushed in my bosom. The deep remembrance of the sense I had of being utterly without hope now — of the shame I felt in my position — of the misery...delighted in, and raised my fancy and my emulation up by, would pass away from me, little by little, never to be brought back any more — can not be written.... | |
| 1872 - 752 sidor
...to be a learned and distinguished man crushed in my breast. The deep remembrance of the senso I had of being utterly neglected and hopeless ; of the shame...position ; of the misery it was to my young heart to believo that day by day what I had Icarred and thought and delighted in and raised my fancy and my... | |
| John Forster - 1872 - 574 sidor
...be a learned and distinguished "man, crushed in my breast. The deep remem"brance of the sense I had of being utterly ne"glected and hopeless; of the shame...in my "position; of the misery it was to my young Crushed hopes and "heart to believe that, day by day, what I had LONDON: "learned, and thought, and... | |
| Charles Dickens - 1878 - 564 sidor
...my bosom. The deep remembrance of the sense I had, of being utterly without hopo now ; of the thame I felt in my position ; of the misery it was to my...believe that day by day what I had learned, and thought, und delighted in, and raised my fancy and my emulation up by, would pass away from me, little by little,... | |
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