Who is Charles Dickens

Charles John Huffam Dickens (; 7 February 1812 – 9 June 1870) was an English writer and social critic. He created some of the world's best-known fictional characters and is regarded by many as the greatest novelist of the Victorian era. His works enjoyed unprecedented popularity during his lifetime and, by the 20th century, critics and scholars had recognised him as a literary genius. His novels and short stories are widely read today.Born in Portsmouth, Dickens left school at the age of 12 to work in a boot-blacking factory when his father was incarcerated in a debtors' prison. After three years he returned to school, before he began his literary career as a journalist. Dickens edited a weekly journal for 20 years, wrote 15 novels, five novellas, hundreds of short stories and non-ficti...
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Osnacku: "the merry monarch was so exceedingly merry among these merry ladies ... that he soon got through his hundred thousand pounds, and then, by way of raising a little pocket-money, made a merry bargain. [charles ii] sold dunkirk to [louis xiv] for five millions of livres." dickens
Samarsamllar472: “nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own; and from morning to night, as from the cradle to the grave, it is but a succession of changes so gentle and easy that we can scarcely mark their progress.” –charles dickens
Hka017: “the sun himself is weak when he first rises; and gathers strength and courage as the day gets on.” — charles dickens who else had a great week last week and is ready to get out there and make things happen?
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The House Of Youth
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The rough north winds have left their icy caves
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Upon the murky sea;
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All the gray winter day.

The mottled sand-bird runneth up and down,
Amongst the creaking sedge,
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