Strophe

 1 Pre|             endeavoured in this Ghostly little book, to raise the Ghost
 2   1|              External heat and cold had little influence on Scrooge. No
 3   1|              his clerk, who in a dismal little cell beyond, a sort of tank,
 4   1|          household should; and even the little tailor, whom he had fined
 5   1|                 a yard, where it had so little business to be, that one
 6   1|                also that Scrooge had as little of what is called fancy
 7   1|                and basin ready; and the little saucepan of gruel (Scrooge
 8   1|             Because,'' said Scrooge, "a little thing affects them. A slight
 9   1|                you what I would. A very little more, is all permitted to
10   1|            spirit working kindly in its little sphere, whatever it may
11   1|              the window raised itself a little, so that when the spectre
12   2|           preposterous clock. Its rapid little pulse beat twelve: and stopped. ~"
13   2|            anything; and could see very little then. All he could make
14   2|                 post, and tree; until a little market-town appeared in
15   2|               of dull red brick, with a little weathercock-surmounted cupola,
16   2|               the spacious offices were little used, their walls were damp
17   2|             running for his life to the little creek! Halloa! Hoop! Halloo!'' ~
18   2|            words, and the room became a little darker and more dirty. The
19   2|                 door. ~It opened; and a little girl, much younger than
20   2|             home, home, home!'' ~"Home, little Fan?'' returned the boy. ~"
21   2|                  You are quite a woman, little Fan!'' exclaimed the boy. ~
22   2|                 his head; but being too little, laughed again, and stood
23   2|            Christmas Past. ~"It matters little,'' she said, softly. "To
24   2|             said, softly. "To you, very little. Another idol has displaced
25   2|              down; and for the precious little shoe, I wouldn't have plucked
26   3|                the light, as if so many little mirrors had been scattered
27   3|               splitting into artificial little snow-storms. ~The house
28   3|           gasping round and round their little world in slow and passionless
29   3|                hid herself, and in came little Bob, the<PB n="90"> father,
30   3|                 for Tiny Tim, he bore a little crutch, and had his limbs
31   3|               the copper. ~"And how did little Tim behave?'' asked Mrs
32   3|                 and hearty. ~His active little crutch was heard upon the
33   3|            gravy (ready beforehand in a little saucepan) hissing hot; Master
34   3|              his father's side upon his little stool. Bob held his withered
35   3|            stool. Bob held his withered little hand in his, as if he loved
36   3|                Tim; who had a plaintive little voice, and sang it very
37   3|               the Spirit passed: though little kenned the lamplighter that
38   3| surprised-looking, capital face; a ripe little mouth, that seemed made
39   3|               it was; all kinds of good little dots about her chin, that
40   3|                eyes you ever saw in any little creature's head. Altogether
41   3|              among other tunes a simple little air (a mere nothing: you
42   3|           refuge, where vain man in his little brief authority had not
43   4|               Spirit stopped beside one little knot of business men. Observing
44   4|          through the Porch. It gave him little surprise, however; for he
45   4|                him.'' ~"I wish it was a little heavier judgment,'' replied
46   4|              next. Sheets and towels, a little wearing apparel, two old-fashioned
47   4|              round to hear what they so little understood, were brighter;
48   4|            Quiet. Very quiet. The noisy little Cratchits were as still
49   4|                 I think he has walked a little slower than he used, these
50   4|            hurried out to meet him; and little Bob in his comforter --
51   4|            knees and laid, each child a little cheek, against his face,<
52   4|              walk there on a Sunday. My little, little child!'' cried Bob. "
53   4|                 on a Sunday. My little, little child!'' cried Bob. "My
54   4|                 child!'' cried Bob. "My little child!'' ~He broke down
55   4|               and when he had thought a little and composed himself, he
56   4|         composed himself, he kissed the little face. He was reconciled
57   4|                 seeing that he looked a little -- "just a little down you
58   4|              looked a little -- "just a little down you know,'' said Bob,
59   4|               he was; although he was a little, little child; we shall
60   4|               although he was a little, little child; we shall not quarrel
61   4|                 I am very happy,'' said little Bob, "I am very happy!'' ~
62   5|               hanging up there? Not the little prize Turkey; the big one?'' ~"
63   5|                 Bob trembled, and got a little nearer to the ruler. He
64   5|              but he let them laugh, and little heeded them; for he was