автордың кітабынан сөз тіркестері  David Copperfield

Charles Dickens

He seemed to find an im­mense fund of re­flec­tion in this cir­cum­stance, and sat pon­der­ing and in­wardly whist­ling for some time.

The con­straint that had been put upon me, was quite aban­doned.

I was so far from be­ing re­quired to keep my dull post in the par­lour, that on sev­eral oc­ca­sions

I know enough of the world now, to have al­most lost the ca­pa­city of be­ing much sur­prised by any­thing; but it is mat­ter of some sur­prise to me, even now, that I can have been so eas­ily thrown away at such an age.

and I could not help won­der­ing, if the world were really as round as my geo­graphy book said, how any part of it came to be so flat.

We ate a good deal, and slept a good deal.

That was the cap­tiv­a­tion of it to me.

it had been Alad­din’s palace, roc’s egg and all, I sup­pose I could not have been more charmed with the ro­mantic idea of liv­ing in it

But our in­tim­acy was much ad­vanced by his tak­ing me on his back to carry me home

were short of money