Quote#Hope
Here I am in bed, with vinegar and brown paper over my nose, all the…
Quote byMarcus Clarke · 1846–1881
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: "A Merry Christmas", in Humbug: A Weekly Illustrated Journal of Satire (c. 1869), reproduced in The Marcus Clarke Memorial Volume, ed. Hamilton MacKinnon (Melbourne, 1884), p. 73.
English (original)
Here I am in bed, with vinegar and brown paper over my nose, all the children sick, the baby howling like an unfledged tempest, some £500 to pay to-morrow; and as I sink disgustedly to sleep, Eliza murmurs (through the brown paper), "I hope you have spent a MERRY CHRISTMAS!"
— Marcus Clarke
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