Kitap · A Tale of Two Cities
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Yazar: Charles Dickens
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"What I have been thinking as we came along, and what I am still
thinking now, as I look into your kind strong face which gives me
so much support, is this:--If the Republic really does good to
the poor, and they come to be less hungry, and in all ways to
suffer less, she may live a long time: she may even live to be
old."
"What then, my gentle sister?"
"Do you think:" the uncomplaining eyes in which there is so much
endurance, fill with tears, and the lips part a little more and
tremble: "that it will seem long to me, while I wait for her in
the better land where I trust both you and I will be mercifully
sheltered?"
"It cannot be, my child; there is no Time there, and no trouble
there."
"You comfort me so much! I am so ignorant. Am I to kiss you now?
Is the moment come?"
"Yes."
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