Much they saw, and far they went, and many homes they visited, but always with a happy end. The Spirit stood beside sick-beds, and they were cheerful; on foreign lands, and they were close at home; by struggling men, and they were patient in their greater hope; by poverty, and it was rich. In almshouse, hospital, and gaol, in misery’s every refuge, where vain man in his little brief authority had not made fast the door, and barred the Spirit out, he left his blessing, and taught Scrooge his precepts.
Charles Dickens. A Christmas Carol
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Previously:
- His offenses carry their own punishment
- There was nothing of high mark in this.
- Bob Cratchit’s house
- Come in and know me better man!
- …shadows of the things that have been.
- What Idol has displaced you?
- He has the power to render us happy or unhappy…
- …tuned like fifty stomachaches.
- It’s old Fezziwig alive again!
- Too much getting up by candlelight…
- The school is not quite deserted…
- “What”, exclaimed the Ghost…
- The First Ghost
- Mankind was my business…
- Speak comfort to me
- It is a ponderous chain!
- There’s more of gravy than of grave about you…
- Ask me who I was…
- The chain Marley drew…
- …double locked himself in…
- Darkness is cheap…
- Marley’s Face
- He lived in chambers…
- …even more congenial frost.
- …decrease the surplus population…
- …open their shut-up hearts freely…
- Boiled with his own pudding…
- …not being a man of strong imagination, he failed…
- Even the blind men’s dogs
- A tight-fisted hand at the grindstone
- Old Marley was as dead as a door-nail.