Mark Hurdlestone

Mark Hurdlestone

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Say, who art thou-thou lean and haggard wretch! Thou living satire on the name of man! Thou that hast made a god of sordid gold, And to thine idol offered up thy soul? Oh, how I pity thee thy wasted years: Age without comfort-youth that had no prime. To thy dull gaze the earth was never green; The face of nature wore no cheering smile, For ever groping, groping in the dark; Making the soulless object of thy search The grave of all enjoyment.-S.M. Towards the close of the last century, there lived in the extensive parish of Ashton, in the county of --, a hard-hearted, eccentric old man, called Mark Hurdlestone, the lord of the manor, the wealthy owner of Oak Hall and its wide demesne, the richest commoner in England, the celebrated miser.
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  • Paperback | 94 pages
  • 216 x 279 x 5mm | 240g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1514377799
  • 9781514377796