The document appears to contain excerpts from three scenes of a novel interspersed with poems. The first excerpt describes a man threatening to eat the fat cheeks of the narrator as a young boy. The second is the narrator's description of seeing a faded bride and realizing a wax figure and skeleton have seemed to look at him with dark eyes. The third excerpt is part of a conversation where the narrator interrupts to say the letter was received as the bride was dressing for her wedding at twenty minutes to nine.

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2. “‘ You young dog,’ said the man (Magwitch), licking hislips, ‘what fat cheeks you ha’ got.’ I believe they were fat, though I was at the time undersized, for my years, and not strong. ‘ Darn me if I couldn’t eat ‘em,’ said the man, with a threatening shake of his head, ‘and if I han’t half a mind to’t!’ I earnestly expressed my hope that he wouldn’t, and held tighter to the tombstone on which he had put me; partly to keep myself upon it; partly to keep myself from crying. ‘ Now lookee here!’ said the man. ‘Where’s your mother?’ ‘ There, sir!’ I said. He started, made a short run, and stopped and looked over his shoulder. ‘ There, sir!’ I timidly explained. ‘Also Georgiana. That’s my mother.’ ‘ Oh!’ said he, coming back. ‘And is that your father along your mother’” (Dickens, 3)?

4. “ I leant upon the coppice gate When Frost was spectre-grey, And Winter’s dregs made desolate The weakening eye of day.”

5. “ It was not the first few moments that I saw all these, though I saw more of them in the first moments than might be supposed. But, I saw that everything within my view which ought to be white, had been white long ago, and had lost its lustre, and was faded and yellow. I saw that the bride within the bridal dress had withered like the dress, and like the flowers, and had no brightness but the brightness of her sunken eyes. I saw that the dress had been put upon the rounded figure of a young woman, and that the figure upon which it now hung loose and shrunk to skin and bone. Once, I had been taken to see some ghastly waxwork at the fair, representing I know what impossible personage lying in state. Once, I had been taken to one of our old marsh churches to see a skeleton in the ashes of a rich dress that had been dug out of a vault under the church pavement. Now, waxwork and skeleton seemed to have dark eyes that moved and looked at me. I should have cried out, if I could ” (Dickens, 59).

7. “ Dead love, by treason slain, lies stark, White as dead stark-stricken dove: None that pass him pause to mark Dead Love.”

8. “‘ It’s not that,” said he, ‘but she charged him, in the presence of her intended husband, with being disappointed in the hope of fawning upon her for his own advancement, and, if he were to go to her now, it would look true-even to him-and even to her. To return to the man and make an end of him. The marriage day was fixed, the wedding dresses were bought, the wedding tour was planned out, the wedding guests were invited. The day came, but not the bridegroom. He wrote a letter-” ‘ Which she received,’ I struck in, ‘when she was dressing for her marriage? At twenty minutes to nine’” (Dickens, 190)?

10. “ Where sunless rivers weep Their waves into the deep, She sleeps in a charmed sleep: Awake her not.”