Boulevard des Capucines
Charity painting
Claude Monet Boulevard des Capucines
Christ In The Storm On The Sea Of Galilee
Dance Me to the End of Love
¡¡¡¡'And I have been sitting here,' said Steerforth, glancing round the room, 'thinking that all the people we found so glad on the night of our coming down, might - to judge from the present wasted air of the place - be dispersed, or dead, or come to I don't know what harm. David, I wish to God I had had a judicious father these last twenty years!' ¡¡¡¡'My dear Steerforth, what is the matter?' ¡¡¡¡'I wish with all my soul I had been better guided!' he exclaimed. 'I wish with all my soul I could guide myself better!' ¡¡¡¡There was a passionate dejection in his manner that quite amazed me. He was more unlike himself than I could have supposed possible. ¡¡¡¡'It would be better to be this poor Peggotty, or his lout of a nephew,' he said, getting up and leaning moodily against the chimney-piece,
oil paintingwith his face towards the fire, 'than to be myself, twenty times richer and twenty times wiser, and be the torment to myself that I have been, in this Devil's bark of a boat, within the last half-hour!' ¡¡¡¡I was so confounded by the alteration in him, that at first I could only observe him in silence, as he stood leaning his head upon his hand, and looking gloomily down at the fire. At length I begged him, with all the earnestness I felt, to tell me what had occurred to cross him so unusually, and to let me sympathize with him, if I could not hope to advise him. Before I had well concluded, he began to laugh - fretfully at first, but soon with returning gaiety.
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