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Dacă mă pot exprima astfel, eram impregnat de Dora. Nu numai că eram îndrăgostit de ea până peste urechi, dar eram plin ochi de acest sentiment. Aș putea spune, folosind o metaforă, că s-ar fi putut stoarce din mine atâta dragoste încât s-ar fi putut îneca un om în ea; și încă mi-ar mai fi rămas destulă pentru toată viața.

Is it possible,’ cried Rose, ‘that for such a man as this, you can resign every future hope, and the certainty of immediate rescue? It is madness.

y me indigna porque estoy convencido de que era un malvado sin ningún derecho a cuidar del tesoro que se le confiaba,

The recess beneath the counter in which his flock mattress was thrust, looked like a grave.

but I was afraid of spending the few pence I had, and was even more afraid of the vicious looks of the trampers I had met or overtaken. I sought no shelter, therefore, but the sky; and

CHAPTER XIX IN WHICH A NOTABLE PLAN IS DISCUSSED AND DETERMINED ON

Vremurile când i-am luat Dorei măsura pentru un inel de nu-mă-uita, și când giuvaiergiul, căruia i-am dus măsura, a ghicit totul și a pufnit în râs, aplecându-se peste registrul său de comenzi, și mi-a luat cât a poftit pentru jucărioara aceea frumoasă, cu pietre albastre, care, în mintea mea, a rămas atât de strâns legată de mâna Dorei, încât ieri, când, din întâmplare, am văzut un inel asemănător la mâna fiicei mele, am simțit brusc o tresărire dureroasă în inimă.

Dear, dear!' ejaculated Mrs. Sowerberry, piously raising her eyes to the kitchen ceiling: 'this comes of being liberal!

O, strânge-mă la pieptul tău, scumpul meu soț, căci dragostea mea e clădită pe stâncă și nu se va clătina niciodată!

inestimable merit of being the most concise and faithful specimen of biography, extant in the literature of any age or country.

Never,' said my aunt, 'be mean in anything; never be false; never be cruel. Avoid those three vices, Trot, and I can always be hopeful of you.

CHAPTER XXVI IN WHICH, A MYSTERIOUS CHARACTER APPEARS UPON THE SCENE; AND MANY THINGS, INSEPARABLE FROM THIS HISTORY, ARE DONE AND PERFORMED

O Agnes, O my soul, so may thy face be by me when I close my life indeed; so may I, when realities are melting from me, like the shadows which I now dismiss, still find thee near me, pointing upward!

CHAPTER XII IN WHICH OLIVER IS TAKEN BETTER CARE OF, THAN HE EVER WAS BEFORE. AND IN WHICH THE NARRATIVE REVERTS TO THE MERRY OLD GENTLEMAN AND HIS YOUTHFUL FRIENDS

    Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show. To

Oh! the suspense, the fearful, acute suspense, of standing idly by while the life of one we dearly love, is trembling in the balance!

You deepen the injury. It is sufficient already.

now that fortune had cast in his way a nameless orphan, at whom even the meanest could point the finger of scorn, he retorted on him with interest. This affords charming food for contemplation. It shows us what a beautiful thing human nature may be made to be; and how impartially the same amiable qualities are developed in the finest lord and the dirtiest charity-boy.

Eles [os livros] mantiveram viva minha fantasia e minha esperança em alguma coisa além daquele tempo e lugar [do sofrimento, da tristeza].

had been sitting with his face turned towards the fire: giving the palms of his hands a warm and a rub alternately. As the young woman spoke, he