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“"Ay," said the Captain, reverentially; "it's a almighty element. There's wonders in the deep, my pretty. Think on it when the winds is roaring and the waves is rowling. Think on it when the stormy nights is so pitch dark," said the Captain, solemnly holding up his hook, "as you can't see your hand afore you, excepting when the wiwid lightning reweals the same; and when you drive, drive, drive through the storm and dark, as if you was a driving, head on, to the world without end."”

Quote by Charles Dickens

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The Works of Charles Dickens

This compilation brings together the major literary output of Charles Dickens, one of the most influential English novelists of the 19th century. The works included span his entire career, from early picaresque tales to later, more somber narratives. They are noted for their memorable characters, intricate plots, and keen observations of social conditions in industrial England. The collection typically features his most famous novels such as Oliver Twist, A Tale of Two Cities, and Great Expectations, alongside lesser-known pieces, offering readers a broad view of his thematic concerns including poverty, justice, and human resilience. more

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Charles Dickens
Charles Dickens

Charles Dickens, a British writer born on February 7, 1812, and died on June 9, 1870, is one of the greatest novelists of the 19th century. Known for his profound social criticism and vivid narrative style, Dickens' works extensively cover social reality, revealing various issues in the British society of the time. more

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“It thrilled through him when he first felt the keel answer to his hand on the spokes and slide over the long hollows as the foresail scythed back and forth against the blue sky.”

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