A dark-skinned gypsy in aspect, in dress and manners a gentleman.
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GP
Lockwood's description of Heathcliff Ch1
(aspect, manners)
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a gift of God; though it’s as dark almost as if it came from the devil.
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GP
Mr. Earnshaw's description of Heathcliff Ch4
gift, dark, devil
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Nelly Dean: Possessed of something diabolical.
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GP
Nelly's desc. of Heathcliff Ch4
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'Oh Cathy, oh my life! How can I bear it?' ... [eyes] burned with anguish: they did not melt.
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GP
Heathcliff ab. Catherine, life, bear, eyes, melt
Ch15
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Unreclaimed creature
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GP
Catherine's description of Heathcliff Ch10
U.......... c.......
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Mad dog, savage beast ... fierce, pitiless, wolfish man.
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GP
Catherine's description of Heathcliff Ch10, 14
Dog, beast, wolf
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Creature [not] of my own species ... ghoul or vampire?
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GP
Nelly Ch15, 34
species, is he g.... or v......
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Is Mr. Heathcliff a man? If so, is he mad? And if not, is he a devil?
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GP
Isabella to Nelly Ch13
man, mad, devil
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Black whiskers, eyes deep set and singular ... A half-civilised ferocity lurked yet in the ... eyes full of black fire ... subdued; manner dignified: quite divested of roughness.
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GP
Nelly ab. Heathcliff Ch10
whiskers... eyes... half-civil... fire... dignified
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The more the worms writhe, the more I yearn to crush out their entrails! It is a moral teething; and I grind with greater energy in proportion to the increase of pain.
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GP
Heathcliff Ch14
worms... entrails... teething... energy... pain
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I love my[i] murderer—but yours! How can I?
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GP
Heathcliff to Catherine Ch15
murderer
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gnashed at me, foamed like mad dog ... / sharp cannibal teeth, revealed by cold and wrath ... ruffian kicked trampled on him ... holding me with one hand
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GP
Nelly ab. Heathcliff Ch15, Isabella 12
gnashed, foamed, cannibal, trampled, hold hand
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A wild, wicked slip ... bonniest eye ... meant no harm.
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FC
Nelly ab. Catherine Ch5
slip, eye, harm
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Nelly, I am[i] Heathcliff! ... he's more myself than I am.
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FC
Catherine to Nelly ab. Heathcliff Ch9
more myself
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Insipid, paltry creature attending her from duty[i] to humanity[i]! ... pity[i], charity[i]
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FC
Heathcliff ab. Edgar & Catherine Ch14
In..... paltry, duty & h, pity & c
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It would degrade me to marry Heathcliff now ... Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton’s is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire.
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FC/GP
Catherine to Nelly ab. Heathcliff Ch9
degrade... souls... moonbeam... frost
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She was the most winning thing that ever brought sunshine into a desolate house ... Earnshaws’ handsome dark eyes, Lintons’ fair skin small features, yellow curling hair
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FC
Nelly's desc. Cathy Ch18
winning, desolate, eyes, skin, hair
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He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee.
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FC
Cathy ab. Linton Ch24
lie peace, sparkle, jubilee
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I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine
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FC
Cathy ab. Linton Ch24
heaven half alive, drunk, asleep, breathe
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she is so immeasurably superior to them—to everybody on earth, is she not, Nelly?
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FC
Heathcliff ab. Catherine Ch6
im.......... s......., earth
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no angel in heaven could be more beautiful than she appeared.
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FC/RR
Nelly ab. Catherine (dead) Ch16
angel, beautiful
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When I recollect how happy we were—how happy Catherine was before he came—I’m fit to curse the day.
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FC
Nelly ab. Heathcliff Ch17
happy, before, curse
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Doll ... spoiled child ... soft thing ... lamb threatens like a bull
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MC
Nelly, Heatcliff ab. Edgar Ch7, 8, 11
doll, spoiled, soft, lamb, bull
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pet ... puling chicken ... whelp ... / Linton lay on the settle, sole tenant, sucking a stick of sugar-candy.
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MC
Descriptions of Linton Ch20, 28
p.., chicken, wh..., sugar-candy
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an elf-locked, brown-eyed boy ... / ruffianly child, strong in limb dirty in garb, [catherine's eyes] ... / never taught to read or write ... never led a single step towards virtue
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MC
Descriptions of Hareton Ch11, 13, 18
elf, dirty, eyes, read, virtue
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He possessed the power to depart as much as a cat possesses the power to leave a mouse half killed, or a bird half eaten.
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MC
Heathcliff ab. Edgar Ch8
cat, mouse, bird
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an ailing, peevish creature
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MC
Isabella ab. Linton Ch17
a....., p......
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Now, my bonny lad, you are mine! And we’ll see if one tree won’t grow as crooked as another, with the same wind to twist it!
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MC
Heathcliff ab. Linton Ch17
bonny, tree, crooked, wind, twist
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pulling her on his knee, administered with the other a shower of terrific slaps on both sides of the head ... diabolical violence
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MC
Heathcliff hitting Cathy Ch27
knee, shower slaps, Nelly: d......... v.......
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"Earnshaw" - Are they an old family?
Very old, sir; and Hareton is the last of them, as our Miss Cathy is of us—I mean, of the Lintons.
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PNN
Nelly reveals her 'side' Ch4
Earnshaws, hare last, cathy us
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I continued, turning to an obscure cushion full of something like cats ... Unluckily, it was a heap of dead rabbits.
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PNN
Lockwood unreliable observer Ch4
cushion cats, rabbits
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Heathcliff in his chamber 'praying like a Methodist: only the deity he implored is senseless dust and ashes'
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RR
Isabella ab. Heathcliff Ch17
methodist, deity, dust
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Nelly 'shot direct across the moor, rolling over banks, and wading through marshes: precipitating myself, in fact, towards the beacon-light of the Grange.'
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Set
Nelly going to Grange Ch17
moor, banks, marshes, beacon
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The Grange is not a prison, Ellen, and you are not my gaoler.
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Set/FR
Cathy ab. Grange/Nelly Ch23
prison, gaoler
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The mortal terror he felt of Mr. Heathcliff’s anger restored to the boy his coward’s eloquence.
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PR
Nelly ab. Linton Ch 27
terror, anger, coward's e........
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a splendid place carpeted with crimson ... a pure white ceiling bordered by gold
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Set
Desc. of Grange Ch6
crimson, white, gold
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In all England, I do not believe that I could have fixed on a situation so completely removed from the stir of society. A perfect misanthropist’s heaven.
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Set
Lockwood's desc. of Heights Ch1
situation, society, misanthrope
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excessive slant of few stunted firs at end of the house; by range of gaunt thorns all stretching their limbs one way, as if craving alms of the sun ... narrow windows deeply set in wall, corners defended with large jutting stones.
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Set
Desc. of Heights Ch1
slant, firs, thorns, limbs, alms, windows, stones
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grotesque carvings ... crumbling griffins
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Set
Heights Ch1
carvings, griffins
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sky and hills mingled in one bitter whirl of wind and suffocating snow.
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Set
Moors Ch2
sky, hills, wind, snow
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On that bleak hill-top the earth was hard with a black frost,
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Set
Moors Ch2
bleak, hard, frost
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heaven did not seem my home; broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; angels so angry they flung me out into the middle of heath on the top of Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy.
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Set/Sub
Catherine's dream Ch9
heaven home, earth, flung, heights, joy
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the winter will probably finish her ... such a rush of a lass!
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FR
Doctor ab. Frances Ch8
winter, rush lass
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a glare of white letters started from the dark, as vivid as spectres—the air swarmed with Catherines
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PR
Lockwood's dream Ch3
letters, vivid, swarm
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my fingers closed on the fingers of a little, ice-cold hand! The intense horror of nightmare came over me ... Terror made me cruel
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PR
Lockwood's dream Ch3
fingers, ice, hand, horror, terror, cruel
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I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas: they’ve gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my mind.
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PR
Catherine ab. dreams Ch9
dreams, ever after, ideas, wine, colour, mind
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I heard my master mounting the stairs—the cold sweat ran from my forehead: I was horrified.
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PR
Nelly ab. master Ch15
mount stairs, sweat, horrified
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The murdered do[i] haunt their murderers, I believe.
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PR
Heathcliff to dead Catherine Ch16
murdered, haunt
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the after punishment grew a mere thing to laugh at.
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PR
Nelly ab Heathcliff and Catherine Ch6
punishment, laugh
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We’re dismal enough without conjuring up ghosts and visions to perplex us.
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PR
Nelly to Catherine ab dreams Ch9
dismal, ghosts, perplex
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I was superstitious about dreams then, and am still; and Catherine had an unusual gloom in her aspect, that made me dread something from which I might shape a prophecy, and foresee a fearful catastrophe.
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PR
Nelly ab. dreams Ch9
superstitious, gloom, dread, prophecy, catastrophe
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Now all is dashed wrong; by the fool’s craving to hear evil of self, that haunts some people like a demon!
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PR
Catherine to Nelly ab. Heathcliff Ch11
dashed wrong, craving, evil, haunt, demon
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Because I’m weak, my brain got confused, and I screamed unconsciously ... I dread sleeping: my dreams appal me.
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PR
Catherine to Nelly Ch12
weak, confused, scream, sleep, dreams
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Two words would comprehend my future—death and hell: existence, after losing her, would be hell.
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PR
Heathcliff Ch14
words, future, existence, hell
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Heathcliff—I shudder to name him!
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PR
Isabella to Nelly ab Heathcliff Ch17
shudder
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It was very, very sad: and while I read I sighed, for it seemed as if all joy had vanished from the world, never to be restored.
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PR
Nelly reading Isabella's letter Ch17
sad, sighed, joy, vanished, world
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nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us,
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RR
Heathcliff to Catherine Ch15
god, satan, inflict, part
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Miss Cathy’s riven th’ back off ‘Th’ Helmet o’ Salvation,’ un’ Heathcliff’s pawsed his fit into t’ first part o’ ‘T’ Brooad Way to Destruction!
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RR
Joseph revealing antics of H and C Ch3
riven back off, HoS, pawsed fit, BWtD
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I shall be incomparably beyond and above you all / Incomparably beyond and above us all! Whether still on earth or now in heaven, her spirit is at home with God!
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RR
Catherine to Nelly, Nelly ab. Catherine Ch15, 16
beyond, above, earth, heaven, home, God
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Your pride cannot blind God!
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RR
Nelly to Heathcliff Ch16
pride
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I pray one prayer—I repeat it till my tongue stiffens—Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living; you said I killed you—haunt me, then!
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RR
Heathcliff to dead Catherine Ch16
prayer, stiffen, rest, killed, haunt
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I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!
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RR
Heathcliff Ch16
life, soul
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It is for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive. ... No, God won’t have the satisfaction that I shall
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RR
Nelly, Heathcliff Ch7
God, punish, forgive, satisfaction
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He neither wept nor prayed; he cursed and defied: execrated God and man, and gave himself up to reckless dissipation.
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RR
Hindley Ch8
wept, prayed, cursed, defied, execrated, dissipation
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All warks togither for gooid to them as is chozzen
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RR
Joseph quoting Romans 8:28 Ch9
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Petted things
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MR
Desc. of Edgar and Isabella Ch6
P..... t.....
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I’d not exchange, for a thousand lives, my condition here, for Edgar Linton’s at Thrushcross Grange.
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MR
Heathcliff ab Edgar Ch6
exchange, lives, condition, Grange
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I have read more than you would fancy, Mr. Lockwood. You could not open a book in this library that I have not looked into,
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MR
Nelly to Lockwood Ch7
read, fancy, book, library
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He might as well plant an oak in a flower-pot, and expect it to thrive, as imagine he can restore her to vigour in the soil of his shallow cares
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MR
Heathcliff ab Edgar Ch14
oak, pot, thrive, restore, soil, cares
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That is not my Heathcliff. I shall love mine yet; and take him with me: he’s in my soul.
*H as opponent of bourgeois values*
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MR
Catherine ab Heathcliff when he returns Ch15
not my h, love, soul
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Did it never strike you that if Heathcliff and I married, we should be beggars? whereas, if I marry Linton I can aid Heathcliff to rise, and place him out of my brother’s power.
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MR
Catherine to Nelly ab marriage Ch9
married, beggars, linton, rise, power
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it is strange how custom can mould our tastes and ideas
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MR
Lockwood to Heathcliff Ch2
custom, mold, ideas
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It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn.
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MR
Nelly ab Catherine in Linton Ch10
thorn, honeysuckle
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the mild and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering
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MR
Nelly Ch10
mild, justly, selfish
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I’ve no more business to marry Edgar Linton than I have to be in heaven
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FR
Catherine ab Edgar Ch9
business, marry, heaven
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a white face scratched and bruised, and a frame hardly able to support itself through fatigue
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FR
Nelly ab Isabella Ch17
scratched, frame, fatigue
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the housekeeper, a matronly lady, taken as a fixture along with the house
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FR
Lockwood ab housekeeper Ch2
matronly, fixture, house
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he wanted no women in the house
M/F company determines lifestyle.
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FR
Nelly ab Heathcliff Ch9
women, house
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I had to tend them, and take on me the cares of a woman at once
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FR
Nelly, Ch4
tend, cares, woman
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[Frances] had neither money nor name
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FR
Frances Ch6
money, name
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I would have torn his heart out, and drunk his blood!
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PR
Heathcliff ab Edgar Ch14
torn, drunk, blood
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The commonest occurrence startles her painfully
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FR/PR
Nelly ab Catherine Ch14
occurrence, pain
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she slipped the gold ring from her third finger, and threw it on the floor. ‘I’ll smash it!’ she continued, striking it with childish spite, ‘and then I’ll burn it!’
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FR/MR
Isabella Ch17
ring, smash, childish, burn
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the house, inside, had regained its ancient aspect of comfort under female management
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FR
Nelly Ch18
house, regained, comfort, female
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