 When the scattered parties were collected, men — living yet, but singed as with hot irons — were plucked out of the cellars, and carried off upon the shoulders of others, who strove to wake them as they went along, with ribald jokes, and left them,...  Barnaby Rudge - Pągina 398per Charles Dickens - 1908 - 653 pąginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Charles Dickens - 1840 - 426 pągines
...fire, white hot ; melting his head like wax. When the scattered parties were collected, men — living yet, but singed as with hot irons — were plucked...fierce, besotted, senseless rage of one man glutted. Silence indeed ! The glare of the flames had sunk into a fitful, flashing light ; and the gentle stars,... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1868
...them, dead, in the passages of hospitals. But of all the howling throng not one learnt mercy from, nor sickened at, these sights; nor was the fierce, besotted,...clusters, with hoarse hurrahs and repetitions of their nsnal cry, the assembly dropped away. The last few red-eyed stragglers reeled after those who had gone... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1868 - 559 pągines
...them, dead, in the passages of hospitals. But of all the howling throng not one learnt mercy from, nor sickened at, these sights ; nor was the fierce, besotted, senseless rage of one m”glutted. Slowly, and in small clusters, with hoarse hurrahs and repetitions of their usual cry,... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1874
...hospitals. But of all the howling throng not one learned mercy from, nor sickened at, these sigbts ; nor was the fierce, besotted, senseless rage of one...glutted. Slowly, and in small clusters, with hoarse hurras and repetitions of their usual cry, the assembly dropped away. The last few red-eyed stragglers... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1875
...fire, white hot ; melting his head like wax. When the scattered parties were collected, men — living yet, but singed as with hot irons — were plucked...others whom they missed, grew fainter and fainter ; at lengtli even these sounds died away, and silence reigned alone. Silence indeed ! The glare of the flames... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1881 - 1051 pągines
...fire, white hot; melting his head like wax. When the scattered parties were collected, men — living yet, but singed as with hot irons — were plucked...fierce, besotted, senseless rage of one man glutted. The last few red-eyed stragglers reeled after those who had gone before ; the distant noise of men... | |
 | George Orwell - 1970 - 324 pągines
...the roof came streaming down in a shower of liquid fire, white hot, melting his head like wax. . . . But of all the howling throng not one learnt mercy...fierce, besotted, senseless rage of one man glutted." You might almost think you were reading a description of "Red" Spain by a partisan of General Franco.... | |
 | George Newlin - 1998 - 252 pągines
...them, dead, in the passages of hospitals. But of all the howling throng not one learnt mercy from, nor sickened at, these sights; nor was the fierce, besotted, senseless rage of one man glutted (BR 55). The Mob Ascendant. The regulars and militia, in obedience to the orders which were sent to... | |
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