Tracy's Reviews > Ross Poldark
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“There were no tears in her. The wound went too deep, or she was not so constituted to give way to it. Hers would be the perpetual ache of loss and loneliness, slowly dulled with time until it became a part of her character, a faint sourness tinged with withered pride.”
“Yes, it was a "beautiful" sermon, tugging the emotions and conjuring up pictures of greatness and peace. But were they talking about the decent peppery ordinary old man he knew, or had the subject strayed to the story of some saint of the past? Or were there perhaps two men being buried under the same name? One perhaps had shown himself to Ross, while the other had been reserved for the view of men like William-Alfred. Ross tried to remember Charles before he was ill, Charles with his love of cockfighting and his hearty appetite, with his perpetual flatulence and passion for gin, with his occasional generosities and meannesses and faults and virtues, like most men. There was some mistake somewhere. Oh well, this was a special occasion...But Charles himself would surely have been amused. Or would he have shed a tear with the rest for the manner of man who had passed away?”
May 30, 2015 – Started Reading
May 30, 2015 – Shelved
June 1, 2015 –6.05%
June 4, 2015 –9.8% "Elizabeth to Ross: You didn't get my Dear John letter?"
June 4, 2015 –9.8% "Grambler Mine: To them the mine was a benevolent Moloch to whom they fed their children at an early age and from whom they took their daily bread."
June 6, 2015 –32.85% "This is a fast read. I'm enjoying Graham's language. Not too wordy."
June 7, 2015 –47.55% "Verity is breaking my heart: "Instead this room which had seen her grow to maturity would see her dry up and fade. The gilt mirror in the corner would bear its dispassionate testimony.""
June 8, 2015 –51.59% "The circle of life: Upstairs in his great curtained bed Charles Poldark, at the end of his active life, took short and anxious gasps at the vitiated air which was all medical science allowed him. In another room...Geoffrey Charles, at the beginning of his active life, was taking in the nourishment his mother could offer him, with which medical science had not found a means to tamper.""
June 10, 2015 –79.83% "Yes, it was a "beautiful" sermon, tugging the emotions and conjuring up pictures of greatness and peace. But were they talking about the decent peppery ordinary old man he knew, or had the subject strayed to the story of some saint of the past? Or were there perhaps two men being buried under the same name?"
June 10, 2015 –87.9% "Jud has grown on me: a chill you get, and phit! ye're gone!"
June 11, 2015 –94.24% "To the devil with vicarious worries. Christmas was no time for them. In January they could be revived, if they still had the power to vex and disturb."
June 11, 2015 –94.52% "One did not so much feel sorrow at his (Charles) absence as a sense of the unfitness of his not being there. <=== poignant description of realization someone is truly gone."
July 11, 2015 – Finished Reading