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English. In categories: North American Literature, Charles Dickens collection. Book ID: The Battle of Life. Book cover may not be accurate. The Battle of Life is a love story written by the English novelist Charles Dickens. This novel is a rare unpopular writing of Dickens and it narrates the true love and . Free download of The Battle of Life by Charles Dickens. Available in PDF, ePub and Kindle. Read, write reviews and more.

Everybody said he looked like a haunted man. The extent of my present claim for everybody is, that they were so far right.

He did. Who could have seen his hollow cheek; his sunken brilliant eye; his black-attired figure, indefinably grim, although well-knit and well-proportioned; his grizzled hair hanging, like tangled sea-weed, about his face,—as if he had been, through his whole life, a lonely mark for the chafing and beating of the great deep of humanity,—but might have said he looked like a haunted man?

Who could have observed his manner, taciturn, thoughtful, gloomy, shadowed by habitual reserve, retiring always and jocund never, with a distraught air of reverting to a bygone place and time, or of listening to some old echoes in his mind, but might have said it was the manner of a haunted man?

Who could have heard his voice, slow-speaking, deep, and grave, with a natural fulness and melody in it which he seemed to set himself against and stop, but might have said it was the voice of a haunted man? Who that had seen him in his inner chamber, part library and part laboratory,—for he was, as the world knew, far and wide, a learned man in chemistry, and a teacher on whose lips and hands a crowd of aspiring ears and eyes hung daily,—who that had seen him there, upon a winter night, alone, surrounded by his drugs and instruments and books; the shadow of his shaded lamp a monstrous beetle on the wall, motionless among a crowd of spectral shapes raised there by the flickering of the fire upon the quaint objects around him; some of these phantoms the reflection of glass vessels that held liquids , trembling at heart like things that knew his power to uncombine them, and to give back their component parts to fire and vapour;—who that had seen him then, his work done, and he pondering in his chair before the rusted grate and red flame, moving his thin mouth as if in speech, but silent as the dead, would not have said that the man seemed haunted and the chamber too?

Who might not, by a very easy flight of fancy, have believed that everything about him took this haunted tone, and that he lived on haunted ground?

His dwelling, at its heart and core—within doors—at his fireside—was so lowering and old, so crazy, yet so strong, with its worn-eaten beams of wood in the ceiling, and its sturdy floor shelving downward to the great oak chimney-piece; so environed and hemmed in by the pressure of the town yet so remote in fashion, age, and custom; so quiet, yet so thundering with echoes when a distant voice was raised or a door was shut,—echoes, not confined to the many low passages and empty rooms, but rumbling and grumbling till they were stifled in the heavy air of the forgotten Crypt where the Norman arches were half-buried in the earth.

You should have seen him in his dwelling about twilight, in the dead winter time.

When the wind was blowing, shrill and shrewd, with the going down of the blurred sun. Despite the scandal, Dickens remained a public figure, appearing often to read his fiction.

He died in , leaving his final novel, The Mystery of Edwin Drood, unfinished. The Battle of Life. Charles Dickens.

In this tale, the main characters live in a rural English village that was the site of an historic battle.

The battle comes to symbolize the struggles these characters face in their daily lives. This is a free digital copy of a book that has been carefully scanned by Google as part of a project to make the world's books discoverable online.

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Google is proud to partner with libraries to make this book available to readers everywhere. The Battle of Life: Oh Home, so true to us, so often slighted in return, be lenient to them that turn away from thee, and do not haunt their erring footsteps too reproachfully! The notion of wishing happy returns in such a farce as this," said the Doctor to himself, "is good!

Benjamin took his pipe out of his mouth and laughed heartily.

Ha ha ha! Take all the papers, and lock 'em. Wait a minute.

Here's a printed hill to stick on the wall. Wet from the printer's.

The Battle of Life: A Love Story

How nice it smells! I know why Grace, although so true a friend to me, was hard to win to be my wife.Google is proud to partner with libraries to make this book available to readers everywhere.

I know why Grace, although so true a friend to me, was hard to win to be my wife. Despite his lack of formal education, he edited a weekly journal for 20 years, wrote 15 novels, five novellas, hundreds of short stories and non-fiction articles, lectured and performed extensively, was an indefatigable letter writer, and campaigned vigorously for children's rights, education, and other social reforms.

Despite the scandal, Dickens remained a public figure, appearing often to read his fiction.

He died in , leaving his final novel, The Mystery of Edwin Drood, unfinished. Who might not, by a very easy flight of fancy, have believed that everything about him took this haunted tone, and that he lived on haunted ground?

The Battle of Life - Charles Dickens

Clemency is now married to Britain and the two have set up a tavern in the village. And knowing it, my own!

In the general experience, everybody has been wrong so often, and it has taken, in most instances, such a weary while to find out how wrong, that the authority is proved to be fallible.

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