...dull heel of the sauntering outcast from the quick tread of an expectant pleasure-seeker — think of the hum and noise being always present to his senses,...were condemned to lie dead, but conscious, in a noisy churcbyard, and had no hope of rest for centuries to come. Then the crowds for ever passing and epassing...

...slip-shod beggar, from the booted exquisite, the lounging from the busy ; think of the hum and noise always present to his senses, and of the stream of...life that will not stop, pouring on, on, on, through allhisrestless dreams, as if he were condemned to lie dead, but conscious, in a noisy church-yard,...

...dull heel of the sauntering outcast from the quick tread of an expectant pleasure-seeker — think of the hum and noise being always present to his senses,...centuries to come. Then the crowds for ever passing and coassing on the bridges (or those which are free of toll at least) where many stop on fine evenings...

...dull heel of the sauntering out- cast from the quick tread of the expectant pleasure seeker — think of the hum and noise being always present to his senses,...all his restless dreams, as if he were condemned to be dead but conscious, in a noisy churchyard, and had no hope of rest for centuries to come. "Then...

...dull heel of the sauntering outcast from the quick tread of an expectant pleasure-seeker — think of the hum and noise being always present to his senses,...hope of rest for centuries to come ! Then, the crowds forever passing and repassing on the bridges (on those which are free of toll at least) where many...

...dull heel of the sauntering outcast from the quick tread of an expectant pleasure-seeker — think of the hum and noise being always present to his senses,...hope of rest for centuries to come ! Then, the crowds forever passing and repassing on the bridges (on those which are free of toll at least) where many...

...stop, pouring on, on, on, through all his rest- begged to be directed to a certain street at a conless dreams, as if he were condemned to lie, dead but conscious,...churchyard, and had no hope of rest for centuries to come 1 Then, the crowds for ever passing and ropassing on the bridges (on those which are free of toll siderable...

...dull heel of the sauntering outcast from the quick tread of an expectant pleasure-seeker — think of the hum and noise being always present to his senses,...hope of rest for centuries to come ! Then, the crowds forever passing and rcpassing on the bridges (on those which are free of toll at least), where many...

...of the hum and noise being always present to I his senses, and of the stream of life that will not i stop, pouring on, on, on, through all his restless...[ dreams, as if he were condemned to lie, dead but con' acious, in a- noisy church-yard, and hod no hope of ! rest for centuries to come ! THE OLD CURIOSITY...

...restlessness, that incessant tread of feet wearing the rough stones smooth and glossy—is it not a wonder how the dwellers in narrow ways can bear to...conscious, in a noisy churchyard, and had no hope <--i rest for centuries to come ! Then, the crowds for ever passing and repassing on the bridges (on...