No temperature made the melancholy mad elephants more mad or more sane. Their wearisome heads went up and down at the same rate, in hot weather and cold, wet weather and dry, fair weather and foul. The Circumlocution Office2022-02-26T11:07:34+00:00Categories: Hard Times|Tags: Appearance (Places), Coketown, Elephants, Machinery, Steam Engines| Read More
The hum of labour resounded from every house; lights gleamed from the long casement windows in the attic storeys, and the whirl of wheels and noise of machinery shook the trembling walls. The Circumlocution Office2020-10-06T17:40:03+01:00Categories: The Pickwick Papers|Tags: Birmingham, Industrial Revolution, Industry, Machinery, Noise| Read More
The din of hammers, the rushing of steam, and the dead heavy clanking of engines, was the harsh music which arose from every quarter. The Circumlocution Office2020-10-06T17:14:23+01:00Categories: The Pickwick Papers|Tags: Birmingham, Industrial Revolution, Industry, Machinery, Noise| Read More
The piston of the steam-engine worked monotonously up and down, like the head of an elephant in a state of melancholy madness. The Circumlocution Office2023-01-24T14:24:13+00:00Categories: Hard Times|Tags: Appearance (Places), Coketown, Elephants, Industrial Revolution, Industry, Machinery, Steam Engines| Read More
A town of machinery and tall chimneys, out of which interminable serpents of smoke trailed themselves for ever and ever, and never got uncoiled. The Circumlocution Office2022-11-15T20:38:28+00:00Categories: Hard Times|Tags: Appearance (Places), Coketown, Environment, Industrial Revolution, Industry, Machinery, Pollution| Read More
