“ He was conscious of a thousand odours floating in the air, each one connected with a thousand thoughts, and hopes, and joys, and cares long, long, forgotten! ”
Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol (1843). copy citation
| Author | Charles Dickens |
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| Source | A Christmas Carol |
| Topic | thought smell air |
| Date | 1843 |
| Language | English |
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| Weblink | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/46/46-h/46-h.htm |
Context
“«I was bred in this place. I was a boy here!»
The Spirit gazed upon him mildly. Its gentle touch, though it had been light and instantaneous, appeared still present to the old man's sense of feeling. He was conscious of a thousand odours floating in the air, each one connected with a thousand thoughts, and hopes, and joys, and cares long, long, forgotten!
«Your lip is trembling,» said the Ghost. «And what is that upon your cheek?»
Scrooge muttered, with an unusual catching in his voice, that it was a pimple; and begged the Ghost to lead him where he would.” source
The Spirit gazed upon him mildly. Its gentle touch, though it had been light and instantaneous, appeared still present to the old man's sense of feeling. He was conscious of a thousand odours floating in the air, each one connected with a thousand thoughts, and hopes, and joys, and cares long, long, forgotten!
«Your lip is trembling,» said the Ghost. «And what is that upon your cheek?»
Scrooge muttered, with an unusual catching in his voice, that it was a pimple; and begged the Ghost to lead him where he would.” source
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