Charles Dickens

"Never see . . . a dead post-boy, did you?" inquired
Sam. . . . "No," rejoined Bob, "I read more

"Never see . . . a dead post-boy, did you?" inquired
Sam. . . . "No," rejoined Bob, "I never did." "No!" rejoined Sam
triumphantly. "Nor never vill; and there's another thing that no
man never see, and that's a dead donkey."

Reflect on your present blessings, of which every man has many; not on your past misfortunes, of which all men read more

Reflect on your present blessings, of which every man has many; not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.

I am well aware that I am the 'umblest person going . . . let the
other be where read more

I am well aware that I am the 'umblest person going . . . let the
other be where he may.

"Wery good power o' suction, Sammy," said Mr. Weller the
elder. . . . "You'd ha' made an uncommon read more

"Wery good power o' suction, Sammy," said Mr. Weller the
elder. . . . "You'd ha' made an uncommon fine oyster, Sammy, if
you'd been born in that station o' life."

Horatio looked handsomely miserable, like Hamlet slipping on a
piece of orange-peel.

Horatio looked handsomely miserable, like Hamlet slipping on a
piece of orange-peel.