Charles Dickens

A Christmas Carol

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"Merry Christmas! What right have you to be merry? What reason have you to be merry? You're poor enough."
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It is a fair, even-handed, noble adjustment of things, that while there is infection in disease and sorrow, there is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humour.
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“There are many things from which I might have derived good, by which I have not profited,
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To edge his way along the crowded paths of life, warning all human sympathy to keep its distance, was what the knowing ones call “nuts” to Scrooge.
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Scrooge said he knew it. And he sobbed
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wept to see his poor forgotten self as he had used to be
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freer passage to his tears
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A solitary child, neglected by his friends
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What good had it ever done to him
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Why was he rejoiced beyond all bounds to see them? Why did his cold eye glisten, and his heart leap up as they went past? Why was he filled with gladness when he heard them give each other merry Christmas
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Your lip is trembling,” said the ghost. “And what is that upon your cheek?”
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voice was soft and gentle
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the figure itself fluctuated in its distinctness
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from the crown of its head there sprang a bright clear jet of light
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its dress trimmed with summer flowers
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It held a branch of fresh green holly in its hand
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It wore a tunic of the purest white; and round its waist was bound a lustrous belt
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Its legs and feet, most delicately formed
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arms were very long and muscular; the hands the same
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the face had not a wrinkle in it, and the tenderest bloom was on the skin
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