Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clot — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
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Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clothed in such sweet and tender recollections, that it became a solemn pleasure, and lost all character of pain

— Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
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