1 Since a year after my father's death.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 16. I AM A NEW BOY IN MORE SENSES THAN ONE 2 He beat me then, as if he would have beaten me to death.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 4. I FALL INTO DISGRACE 3 Barkis's death needn't put it off much, but his lingering might.
4 Anyhow, from India tidings of his death reached home, within ten years.
5 I deplored the untimely death of Mr. Spenlow, most sincerely, and shed tears in doing so.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 38. A DISSOLUTION OF PARTNERSHIP 6 In her death she winged her way back to her calm untroubled youth, and cancelled all the rest.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 9. I HAVE A MEMORABLE BIRTHDAY 7 Some thinks,' he said, 'as her affection was ill-bestowed; some, as her marriage was broken off by death.
8 I was still giddy with the shock of my mother's death, and in a kind of stunned state as to all tributary things.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 10. I BECOME NEGLECTED, AND AM PROVIDED FOR 9 From the moment of my knowing of the death of my mother, the idea of her as she had been of late had vanished from me.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 9. I HAVE A MEMORABLE BIRTHDAY 10 I lifted up the leaden hand, and held it to my heart; and all the world seemed death and silence, broken only by his mother's moaning.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 56. THE NEW WOUND, AND THE OLD 11 Our niece's position, or supposed position, is much changed by our brother Francis's death,' said Miss Lavinia; 'and therefore we consider our brother's opinions as regarded her position as being changed too.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 41. DORA'S AUNTS 12 He was carried to the nearest house; and, no one preventing me now, I remained near him, busy, while every means of restoration were tried; but he had been beaten to death by the great wave, and his generous heart was stilled for ever.
13 A profound impression was made upon me, I remember, by the roar of voices in the schoolroom suddenly becoming hushed as death when Mr. Creakle entered after breakfast, and stood in the doorway looking round upon us like a giant in a story-book surveying his captives.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 7. MY 'FIRST HALF' AT SALEM HOUSE