Great expectations
| dc.contributor | Bicker, Lynne The Registry U of Kent |
| dc.contributor.author | Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870 |
| dc.coverage.placeName | Harmondsworth |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2018-07-27 |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2022-08-19T14:25:26Z |
| dc.date.available | 2022-08-19T14:25:26Z |
| dc.date.created | 1861 |
| dc.date.issued | 1987-04-30 |
| dc.identifier | ota:1055 |
| dc.identifier.uri | http://hdl.handle.net/20.500.14106/1055 |
| dc.description.abstract | Great expectations first published: 1860-1861 |
| dc.format.extent | Text data (1 file : ca. 982 KB) |
| dc.format.medium | Digital bitstream |
| dc.language | English |
| dc.language.iso | eng |
| dc.publisher | University of Oxford |
| dc.relation.ispartof | Oxford Text Archive Core Collection |
| dc.rights | Distributed by the University of Oxford under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. |
| dc.rights.uri | http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/3.0/ |
| dc.rights.label | PUB |
| dc.subject.lcsh | Fiction -- Great Britain -- 19th century |
| dc.subject.lcsh | Novels -- Great Britain -- 19th century |
| dc.subject.other | Novels |
| dc.title | Great expectations |
| dc.type | Text |
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| branding | Oxford Text Archive |
| branding | Oxford Text Archive |
| files.size | 1006009 |
| files.count | 1 |
| otaterms.date.range | 1800-1899 |
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<1Chapter 1>1 My father's family name being Pirrip, and my christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than Pip. So, I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip. I give Pirrip as my father's family name, on the authority of his tombstone and my sister -- Mrs Joe Gargery, who married the blacksmith. As I never saw my father or my mother, and never saw any likeness of either of them (for their days were long before the days of photographs), my first fancies regarding what they were like, were unreasonably derived from their tombstones. The shape of the letters on my father's, gave me an odd idea that he was a square, stout, dark man, with curly black hair. From the character and turn of the inscription, <1"Also Georgiana Wife of the Above,'>1 I drew a childish conclusion that my mother was freckled and sickly. To five little stone lozenges, each about a foot and a half long which were arranged in a neat . . .
