The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde
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Лада Мацюк
Лада Мацюкдәйексөз келтірді3 жыл бұрын
put your heart in your ears
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Je­kyll had more than a father’s in­terest; Hyde had more than a son’s in­dif­fer­ence.
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There comes an end to all things;
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and the just could walk stead­fastly and se­curely on his up­ward path, do­ing the good things in which he found his pleas­ure, and no longer ex­posed to dis­grace and pen­it­ence by the hands of this ex­traneous evil.
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There was never a day when, if you had said to me, ‘Je­kyll, my life, my hon­our, my reason, de­pend upon you,’ I would not have sac­ri­ficed my left hand to help you.
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Казимир В.
Казимир В.дәйексөз келтірді5 ай бұрын
My pro­vi­sion of the salt, which had never been re­newed since the date of the first ex­per­i­ment, began to run low. I sent out for a fresh sup­ply and mixed the draught; the ebulli­tion fol­lowed, and the first change of col­our, not the second; I drank it and it was without ef­fi­ciency. You will learn from Poole how I have had Lon­don ran­sacked; it was in vain; and I am now per­suaded that my first sup­ply was im­pure, and that it was that un­known im­pur­ity which lent ef­fic­acy to the draught.
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Казимир В.
Казимир В.дәйексөз келтірді5 ай бұрын
But his love of me is won­der­ful; I go fur­ther: I, who sicken and freeze at the mere thought of him, when I re­call the ab­jec­tion and pas­sion of this at­tach­ment, and when I know how he fears my power to cut him off by sui­cide, I find it in my heart to pity him.
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Казимир В.
Казимир В.дәйексөз келтірді5 ай бұрын
And this again, that that in­sur­gent hor­ror was knit to him closer than a wife, closer than an eye; lay caged in his flesh, where he heard it mut­ter and felt it struggle to be born; and at every hour of weak­ness, and in the con­fid­ence of slum­ber, pre­vailed against him, and de­posed him out of life.
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Казимир В.
Казимир В.дәйексөз келтірді5 ай бұрын
But when I slept, or when the vir­tue of the medi­cine wore off, I would leap al­most without trans­ition (for the pangs of trans­form­a­tion grew daily less marked) into the pos­ses­sion of a fancy brim­ming with im­ages of ter­ror, a soul boil­ing with cause­less hatreds, and a body that seemed not strong enough to con­tain the ra­ging en­er­gies of life.
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Казимир В.
Казимир В.дәйексөз келтірді5 ай бұрын
That child of Hell had noth­ing hu­man; noth­ing lived in him but fear and hatred.
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