van vincent gogh night starry

van vincent gogh night starry
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van gogh paintingcarrying me on his back and a small box of ours under his arm, and Peggotty carrying another small box of ours, we turned down lanes bestrewn with bits of chips and little hillocks of sand, and went past gas-works, rope-walks, boat-builders' yards, shipwrights' yards, ship-breakers' yards, caulkers' yards, riggers' lofts, smiths' forges, and a great litter of such places, until we came out upon the dull waste I had already seen at a distance; when Ham said, ¡¡¡¡'Yon's our house, Mas'r Davy!' ¡¡¡¡I looked in all directions, as far as I could stare over the wilderness, and away at the sea, and away at the river, but no house
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could I make out. There was a black barge, or some other kind of superannuated boat, not far off, high and dry on the ground, with an iron funnel sticking out of it for a chimney and smoking very cosily; but nothing else in the way of a habitation that was visible to me. ¡¡¡¡'That's not it?' said I. 'That ship-looking thing?' ¡¡¡¡'That's it, Mas'r Davy,' returned Ham. ¡¡¡¡If it had been Aladdin's palace, roc's egg and all, I suppose I could not have been more charmed with the romantic idea of living in it. There was a delightful door cut in the side, and it was roofed in, and there were little windows in it; but the wonderful charm of it was, that it was a real boat which had no doubt been upon the water hundreds of times, and which had never been intended