“No words can express the secret agony of my soul as I sunk into this companionship; compared these hence-forth every-day associates with those of my happier childhood-not to say with Steerforth, Traddles and the rest of those boys; and felt my hopes of growing up to be a learned and distinguished man crushed in myContinue reading “RKS Literature: The Secret Agony of My Soul (Charles Dickens)”
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