A Laodicean: Or, The Castle of the De Stancys, a Story of To-day

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Sampson Low, Marston, Searle & Rivington, 1881 - England
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"I have always thought of Christmas time . . . as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely."So wrote Charles Dickens in "A Christmas Carol," his tale of miserable miser Ebenezer Scrooge and his transformation into a kind and caring benefactor after visits on one Christmas Eve from the Ghosts of Christmas Past, Present, and Yet to Come. Dickens's short novel is one of the most-loved works in the English language and the best-known celebration of the Yuletide season.This special pocket edition of "A Christmas Carol" features an elegant bonded-leather binding, distinctive gilt edging, and decorative endpapers. It's the perfect gift for the Christmas season, and any other season."

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Page 23 - I would thou wert cold or hot. So then because thou art lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spue thee out of my mouth. . . . Thou sayest, I am rich, and increased
Page 48 - hall covered by vaulting of exceptional and massive ingenuity: Built ere the art was known, By pointed aisle and shafted stalk The arcades of an alleyed walk To emulate in stone.
Page 85 - with a disposition to be happy, it is neither this place nor the other that can render us the reverse. In short, each man's happiness depends upon himself, and his ability for doing with little." He turned more particularly to Somerset, and added with an impressive smile :
Page 297 - Doubtless it is a brilliant masquerade ; But when of the first sight you have had your fill, It palls—at least it
Page 90 - em, rode in harness bridles. In his rear was a saddle-horse groom leading a thoroughbred hack, and at the rubbing-post was another groom
Page 185 - of the tunnel, faced with brick that had once been red, was now weather-stained, lichened, and mossed over in harmonious hues of rusty-browns, pearly greys, and neutral greens, at the very base appearing a little blue-black spot like a mouse-hole —the tunnel's mouth. The carriage was drawn up quite close to the wood railing, and Paula was looking down at the same time with him ; but
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Page 76 - Just about one he closed his sketch-book, and set out in the direction she had indicated. At the entrance to the wood a man was at work, pulling down a rotten gate that bore on its battered lock the initials "W. De S." and erecting a new one whose ironmongery exhibited the letters " PP
Page 12 - a temporary iron stove-pipe passing out near one of these, and running up to the height of the ridge, where it was finished by a covering like a parachute. Walking round to the end, he perceived an oblong white stone let into the wall just above the plinth, on which was inscribed in

About the author (1881)

Thomas Hardy was born on June 2, 1840, in Higher Bockhampton, England. The eldest child of Thomas and Jemima, Hardy studied Latin, French, and architecture in school. He also became an avid reader. Upon graduation, Hardy traveled to London to work as an architect's assistant under the guidance of Arthur Bloomfield. He also began writing poetry. How I Built Myself a House, Hardy's first professional article, was published in 1865. Two years later, while still working in the architecture field, Hardy wrote the unpublished novel The Poor Man and the Lady. During the next five years, Hardy penned Desperate Remedies, Under the Greenwood Tree, and A Pair of Blue Eyes. In 1873, Hardy decided it was time to relinquish his architecture career and concentrate on writing full-time. In September 1874, his first book as a full-time author, Far from the Madding Crowd, appeared serially. After publishing more than two dozen novels, one of the last being Tess of the d'Urbervilles, Hardy returned to writing poetry--his first love. Hardy's volumes of poetry include Poems of the Past and Present, The Dynasts: Part One, Two, and Three, Time's Laughingstocks, and The Famous Tragedy of the Queen of Cornwall. From 1833 until his death, Hardy lived in Dorchester, England. His house, Max Gate, was designed by Hardy, who also supervised its construction. Hardy died on January 11, 1928. His ashes are buried in Poet's Corner at Westminster Abbey.

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