1 I saw my mother stop her ears then, and I heard her crying.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 4. I FALL INTO DISGRACE 2 The door opened, and I looked, half laughing and half crying in my pleasant agitation, for my mother.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 3. I HAVE A CHANGE 3 I was not crying at anything in particular that I know of; but somehow it made me cry, to see old friends.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 7. MY 'FIRST HALF' AT SALEM HOUSE 4 I could hear Peggotty crying softly on her side of the keyhole, as I was doing on mine, before she answered.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 4. I FALL INTO DISGRACE 5 We carried her away from the water to where there were some dry stones, and there laid her down, crying and moaning.
6 They made me laugh again by laughing at each other, and then we all three laughed until I was in danger of crying again.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 7. MY 'FIRST HALF' AT SALEM HOUSE 7 I was crying all the time, but, except that I was conscious of being cold and dejected, I am sure I never thought why I cried.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 4. I FALL INTO DISGRACE 8 Of my darling being almost smothered among the flowers, and coming out, laughing and crying both together, to my jealous arms.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 43. ANOTHER RETROSPECT 9 I picture myself going up to bed, among the unused rooms, and sitting on my bed-side crying for a comfortable word from Peggotty.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 5. I AM SENT AWAY FROM HOME 10 A new burst of crying came upon her now, in which she once more hid her face among the stones, and lay before us, a prostrate image of humiliation and ruin.
11 Half the establishment was writhing and crying, before the day's work began; and how much of it had writhed and cried before the day's work was over, I am really afraid to recollect, lest I should seem to exaggerate.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 7. MY 'FIRST HALF' AT SALEM HOUSE 12 Poor little Mowcher turned so chilly after all her crying and fretting, that she turned round on the fender, putting her poor little wet feet in among the ashes to warm them, and sat looking at the fire, like a large doll.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 32. THE BEGINNING OF A LONG JOURNEY 13 What extravagances she committed; what laughing and crying over me; what pride she showed, what joy, what sorrow that she whose pride and joy I might have been, could never hold me in a fond embrace; I have not the heart to tell.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 21. LITTLE EM'LY 14 Having by this time cried as much as I possibly could, I began to think it was of no use crying any more, especially as neither Roderick Random, nor that Captain in the Royal British Navy, had ever cried, that I could remember, in trying situations.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 5. I AM SENT AWAY FROM HOME 15 Here my self-support gave way all at once; and with a movement of my hands, intended to show her my ragged state, and call it to witness that I had suffered something, I broke into a passion of crying, which I suppose had been pent up within me all the week.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 13. THE SEQUEL OF MY RESOLUTION 16 So we got on, until she was able to smile, and then to laugh, and then to sit up, half ashamed; while Peggotty recalled her stray ringlets, dried her eyes, and made her neat again, lest her uncle should wonder, when she got home, why his darling had been crying.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 22. SOME OLD SCENES, AND SOME NEW PEOPLE 17 Of our kneeling down together, side by side; of Dora's trembling less and less, but always clasping Agnes by the hand; of the service being got through, quietly and gravely; of our all looking at each other in an April state of smiles and tears, when it is over; of my young wife being hysterical in the vestry, and crying for her poor papa, her dear papa.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 43. ANOTHER RETROSPECT Your search result possibly is over 17 sentences. If you upgrade to a VIP account, you will see up to 500 sentences for one search.