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David Copperfield is the novel that draws most closely from Charles Dickens's own life. Its eponymous hero, orphaned as a boy, grows up to discover love and happiness, heartbreak and sorrow amid a cast of eccentrics, innocents, and villains. Praising Dickens's power of invention, Somerset Maugham wrote: "There were never such people as the Micawbers, Peggotty and Barkis, T David Copperfield is the novel that draws most closely from Charles Dickens's own life. Its eponymous hero, orphaned as a boy, grows up to discover love and happiness, heartbreak and sorrow amid a cast of eccentrics, innocents, and villains. Praising Dickens's power of invention, Somerset Maugham wrote: "There were never such people as the Micawbers, Peggotty and Barkis, Traddles, Betsey Trotwood and Mr. Dick, Uriah Heep and his mother. They are fantastic inventions of Dickens's exultant imagination...you can never quite forget them."


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David Copperfield is the novel that draws most closely from Charles Dickens's own life. Its eponymous hero, orphaned as a boy, grows up to discover love and happiness, heartbreak and sorrow amid a cast of eccentrics, innocents, and villains. Praising Dickens's power of invention, Somerset Maugham wrote: "There were never such people as the Micawbers, Peggotty and Barkis, T David Copperfield is the novel that draws most closely from Charles Dickens's own life. Its eponymous hero, orphaned as a boy, grows up to discover love and happiness, heartbreak and sorrow amid a cast of eccentrics, innocents, and villains. Praising Dickens's power of invention, Somerset Maugham wrote: "There were never such people as the Micawbers, Peggotty and Barkis, Traddles, Betsey Trotwood and Mr. Dick, Uriah Heep and his mother. They are fantastic inventions of Dickens's exultant imagination...you can never quite forget them."

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  1. 4 out of 5

    mark monday

    DAVID COPPERFIELD: MASTER VILLAIN oh you architect of doom! your devious passivity and willful naivete know no boundaries! your crimes are many! your poor doting mother - hustled off to an early grave, and you do nothing! you repay the Murdstones' attempts at improvement with intransigence and a savage bite! you return Mr. Creakle's guiding hand with laziness and scorn! you do nothing as your idol Steerforth humiliates Mr. Mell! you run from honest work in a factory! you must be too good for that! you im DAVID COPPERFIELD: MASTER VILLAIN oh you architect of doom! your devious passivity and willful naivete know no boundaries! your crimes are many! your poor doting mother - hustled off to an early grave, and you do nothing! you repay the Murdstones' attempts at improvement with intransigence and a savage bite! you return Mr. Creakle's guiding hand with laziness and scorn! you do nothing as your idol Steerforth humiliates Mr. Mell! you run from honest work in a factory! you must be too good for that! you impose upon your poor dear aunt Betsy Trotwood! you immediately discount poor umble Uriah Heep! how dare you condescend to him! you say nothing as Rosa Dartle defames good honest people! over dinner! you introduce that atrocious snake Steerforth to those good honest people! you terrorize your poor landlady! your drunken shenanigans with Steerforth are revolting! good Agnes was no doubt secretly appalled! you caution Traddles to avoid generosity with Micawber! mind your own business, Iago! you stalk your boss's daughter! only Jip recognizes your villainy! you entangle poor Julia Mills in your scheming! you attempt to extract money from your workplace - but fortunately Mr. Spenlow and his partner are wise to your gambits! you continue to stalk poor innocent Dora - even after her father's untimely death! and no doubt your villainy was the cause of that! you bind Dora to you! the poor doomed natural! you set the servants against her! you make her hold your pens, you tyrant! you help Uriah Heep cause a good Doctor much stress! you cast aspersions on that Doctor's own wife! her cousin! their marriage! you strike the poor umble Uriah Heep across the face! a resounding blow! you monster - berating and "improving" Dora to an early grave! the poor natural, the innocent child-wife! even Jip dies at your feet! you humiliate and drive away the poor umble Uriah Heep! you allow poor honest Ham to plunge into the sea - to his death! you fail to save your friend Steerforth from his own watery death! you allow Rosa Dartle to heap abuse upon his grieving mother! you laughingly exile two families to criminal Australia! you secretly gloat and sneer while witnessing the very proper Mr. Lattimer and poor umble Uriah Heep behind bars! your most dastardly deed: stringing along the good Agnes - for decades! and finally, you bind her to you in a long-game marriage-plot! i fear for her safety! oh Diabolic Doady! oh you monstrous villain, David Copperfield!

  2. 4 out of 5

    Joey Woolfardis

    Read as part of The Infinite Variety Reading Challenge, based on the BBC's Big Read Poll of 2003. Charles Dickens can do no wrong, except perhaps keep around 100 pages of rather irrelevant tangents in this book. It was such a powerhouse of characterisation and world-building that I barely know where to begin. All of the characters were utterly divine, even the detestable Uriah Heep and the unbelievably pathetic Dora, and most especially the wonderful early Feminist icon that is Betsy Trotwood. I o Read as part of The Infinite Variety Reading Challenge, based on the BBC's Big Read Poll of 2003. Charles Dickens can do no wrong, except perhaps keep around 100 pages of rather irrelevant tangents in this book. It was such a powerhouse of characterisation and world-building that I barely know where to begin. All of the characters were utterly divine, even the detestable Uriah Heep and the unbelievably pathetic Dora, and most especially the wonderful early Feminist icon that is Betsy Trotwood. I often have my doubts on first-person narrative, but Dickens is one of the few who can do it so well without losing many of the great advantages of reading with an omnipotent narrator. David Copperfield is unreliable in many fields-mostly his blind-spot for falling in love-but he is in-tune with his surroundings and can express what he feels other characters around him are feeling so suitably that it matters not that we are seeing the world through his young eyes only. The world was fantastic: I am always immediately transported to these places when I read 19th Century fiction and this was no exception. The strife of the poor and the decadence of the indifferent rich is interwoven here like smoke billowing in to pure oxygen. There were so many nooks and crannies to be explored that it took me a while to get through this nigh-on 900 page book, but it was worth it. Aside from one or two tangents which meant the story-line stalled ever so slightly, it flowed magnificently and I don't remember laughing so much at a book that wasn't a straight humour novel. Dickens has a way of writing with such endearment about his characters and society, but also tearing them apart at the same time. It was a beautiful ride through the English countryside and a nice run through the heavy streets of London and I don't think Thackeray was wrong when he said, "Bravo Dickens." Blog | Instagram | Twitter | Pinterest | Shop | Etsy

  3. 5 out of 5

    Ahmad Sharabiani

    898. David Copperfield, Charles Dickens David Copperfield is the eighth novel by Charles Dickens. The novel's full title is The Personal History, Adventures, Experience and Observation of David Copperfield the Younger of Blunderstone Rookery (Which He Never Meant to Publish on Any Account). It was first published as a serial in 1849–50, and as a book in 1850. Many elements of the novel follow events in Dickens's own life, and it is often considered as his veiled autobiography. It was Dickens' fa 898. David Copperfield, Charles Dickens David Copperfield is the eighth novel by Charles Dickens. The novel's full title is The Personal History, Adventures, Experience and Observation of David Copperfield the Younger of Blunderstone Rookery (Which He Never Meant to Publish on Any Account). It was first published as a serial in 1849–50, and as a book in 1850. Many elements of the novel follow events in Dickens's own life, and it is often considered as his veiled autobiography. It was Dickens' favourite among his own novels. In the preface to the 1867 edition, Dickens wrote, "like many fond parents, I have in my heart of hearts a favourite child. And his name is David Copperfield." عنوان: دیوید کاپرفیلد؛ نویسنده: چارلز دیکنز؛ تاریخ نخستین خوانش: روز نخست ماه نوامبر سال 1971 میلادی مترجم: مسعود رجب نیا؛ تهران، امیرکبیر، 1342، در سه جلد، کتابهای پرستو، چاپ ششم، 1367 در 665 ص، چاپ امیرکبیر، 1384 ، در 1030 ص؛ مترجم: رضا همراه، انتشارات اشراقی، 1353 مترجم: محمدرضا جعفری؛ تهران، امیرکبیر، کتابهای طلایی 19، در 43 ص، مصور مترجم: فرینوش ایرانبدی - خلاصه داستان؛ تلخیص: میشل وست؛ تهران، توسن، 1363، در 117 ص مترجم: ثریا نظمی - خلاصه داستان؛ تهران، دادجو، 1365، در 160 ص مترجم: علیرضا نعمتی؛ تهران، افشار، 1365، در 175 ص مترجم: خسرو شایسته؛ تهران، سپیده، 1369، در 174 ص مترجم: احمد پناهی خراسانی؛ مشهد، بنگاه کتاب، 1369، در 150 ص مترجم: امیر صادقی؛ تهران، ارغوان، 1372، در 144 ص مترجم: فریده نونهال؛ تهران، جانزاده، 1375، در 120 ص مترجم: ناصر ایراندوست؛ تهران، اردیبهشت، 1377، در 159 ص مترجم: علی فاطمیان؛ تهران، وزارت ارشاد - نشر چشم انداز، 1379، در 236 ص مترجم: مهدی سحابی؛ تهران، کتاب مریم، مرکز، چاپ چهارم برای نوجوانان 1385، در 120 ص مترجم: مهسا یزدانی؛ تهران، بهجت، 1388، بدون شماره ص مترجم: محسن سلیمانی - متن کوتاه شده؛ تهران، افق، 1388، در 679 ص مترجم: امیر باهور؛ تهران، امیرکبیر کتابهای جیبی، 1389، در 211 ص مترجم: مریم سلحشور؛ قم، رخ مهتاب، 1391، در 242 ص مترجم: حسن زمانی - تلخیص؛ تهران، همشهری، 1391، در 118 ص مترجم: لیلا سبحانی؛ تهران، ثالث، 1392، در 208 ص مترجم: آرمین هدایتی؛ تهران، پارسه، 1393، در 243 ص مترجم: نعیمه ظاهری؛ قزوین، سایه گستر، 1393، مصور در 48 ص همین کتاب با عنوانهای: «سرگذشت دیوید کاپرفیلد» و «داوید کاپرفیلد» نیز چاپ شده است دیوید کاپرفیلد نام رمانی نوشتهٔ چارلز دیکنز نویسندهٔ انگلیسی، و نیز نام شخصیت اصلی همین داستان است. این کتاب برای نخستین بار در سال 1850 میلادی منتشر شد. دیکنز آن را از سایر کتابهای خود برتر می‌دانستند، شاید از اینروی که رخدادهای هیجان‌انگیز و بسیاری از عناصر داستان برگرفته از رخدادهای زندگی خود ایشان است، و می‌توان گفت بیش از دیگر رمانهایش، قالب اتوبیوگرافی دارد. شخصیت اصلی این داستان، دیوید کاپرفیلد، کودک مورد علاقه ی خود دیکنز نیز می‌باشد. «دیوید کاپرفیلد» به دوران پختگی و کمال هنری دیکنز تعلق دارد. حجم انتقاد صریح اجتماعی در این رمان کمتر از نوشته‌ های دیگر ایشان است. در این داستان توجه نویسنده بیشتر به ماجراهای خانگی و روحانی است، تا بیدادهای اجتماعی. هرچند با توجه به زندگی خود نویسنده، همچنان در این رمان به مسائل روانشناختی از دید اجتماعی آشکارا توجه شده است. خفت‌های شخصیت «پیپ» در این رمان، فرازجویی‌هایش، بزرگ منشی‌های به خود بسته‌ اش، و نیز ترقی و تنزلش، همه نمادهای اجتماعی قابل شناخت‌، هستند. طرح کلی داستان: در داستان دیوید اول شخص است. در فصلهای نخست، دیوید را همراه مادر جوانش می‌بینیم، مادری معبود دیوید که آفریده ای است شیرین و نازنین، اما ضعیف و سبک مغز. پگاتی، این موجود عجیب و غریب، که رفتارش تند و خشن ولی دلش سرشار از مهر و عطوفت است، در کنار آنان است. رشتهٔ این زندگی آمیخته به عشق و محبت با ازدواج بیوهٔ جوان با آقای موردستون مردی سنگدل، که در پس نقاب متانت مردانه پنهان شده گسسته میشود؛ این مرد، به تحریک خواهرش، سرانجام باعث مرگ پیشرس همسر جوان و ساده دل خود میشود. دیکنز تأثرات این کودک را، که نمی‌تواند با محیط تازه سازگار شود و در لاک خود فرو میرود، استادانه شرح داده‌ است. ناپدری، کودک عاصی را به مدرسه میفرستد، تا بدرفتاریهای آقای کریکل ظالم را تحمل کند. وی در مدرسه نسبت به یکی از رفیقان خود، به نام استیرفورث حس ستایش بی‌حدی پیدا میکند. او جوانکی است فریبنده که بعداً باعث سرخوردگی دوستش میشود، و کودک با ترادلز مهربان و خوش‌بین، که با کشیدن اسکلت وقت میگذراند، صمیمی می‌شود. ناپدری دیوید، پس از آن، او را به کارهایی پست در فروشگاه موردستون و گرینبی در لندن محکوم میسازد؛ وی در این ایام در نهایت رنج و محنت به سر میبرد و این خود بارتاب روزهایی است که دیکنز در کودکی در کارگاه کفش گذرانده بود. خوشبختانه دوستی با آقای میکابر و خانواده اش جان تازه ای به او میبخشد. آقای میکابر یکی از آفریده های فناناپذیر دیکنز است. و ... ا. شربیانی

  4. 5 out of 5

    Dolors

    “This narrative is my written memory”, declares David Copperfield in the last section of this elephantine novel, a sentence that strongly implies an autobiographical imprint of the author in the making of his famous middle-class hero. But is that aspect what I most value of this work? Far from it. This thick volume is quite an ambitious journey: partly a comic story, which often verges on a tale for children, and partly a picaresque book tinged with distinctive dramatic intention that fluctuates “This narrative is my written memory”, declares David Copperfield in the last section of this elephantine novel, a sentence that strongly implies an autobiographical imprint of the author in the making of his famous middle-class hero. But is that aspect what I most value of this work? Far from it. This thick volume is quite an ambitious journey: partly a comic story, which often verges on a tale for children, and partly a picaresque book tinged with distinctive dramatic intention that fluctuates in the cyclical calamities and climaxes that sway a long list of memorable characters back and forth in the tide of Dickens’ fluent storytelling. Marriage, friendship, betrayal, the multifarious forms of parenthood, and the eternal battle between good and evil are the axes around which the personal growth of naive, almost seraphic-like David will revolve. As I followed David from boyhood to adulthood and all the tragedies and unexpected gifts life throws on his way, I started to wonder about his real role in the story. Is David the “real protagonist”? Or is he a mere bystander, a passive witness that chronicles events unfolding around him without taking action in them? Maybe the real protagonists are the motley array of characters, so rich in description and recognizable for the repetitive idiomatic expressions that identify their eccentricities and foibles that make them unique….irreplaceable. Peggotty’s mother’s love, in spite of her being childless, Uriah Heep’s humble meanness, Mr. Micawer’s bountiful utterances, the always willin’ Barkis, Mr. Dick’s innocent intelligence, Mrs Gummidge’s repetitive lament “I’m a lone lorn creetur and everything goes contrairy with me”, Dora’s childish capriciousness, Agnes’ patient wisdom, Mr. Peggotty’s huge heart… This extended cast of characters paints the canvas of intricate humanity on David’s quiet countenance, transfiguring him into a mirror that reflects the reader’s own nature staring back in his eye, with all his vices and virtues glowing with renewed light. David doesn’t move forward the pace of the narrative, he is the moving point on which everything else; plot, characters, essence; converges. But for this particular reader, David Copperfield goes beyond the realm of literary fiction; he has won a permanent place in my personal journey towards wholeness. He is a role model to look up to. His observant glance bespeaks of obstinate compassion and blind (blindness is not always bad!) faith in mankind, of the virtuous circle of goodwill and good intention, of the power of positive attitude in front of adversity. There is not an ounce of cheap sentimentalism in the numerous pages of this epic tale, but one will find an overdose of tenderness and smart humor that shine with intelligence and soul, that dares to approach life and its archetypical structures from other perspectives, that embraces those who are different as dear life. The concept of family has drastically expanded and reached a superior level for me. Family is now an unknown “valley, with the evening sun shining on the remote heights of snow, that close it in, like eternal clouds”, an open door that welcomes the future, wherever it might lead me.

  5. 5 out of 5

    Violet wells

    Call it an act of heresy but I’m abandoning this. I’ve got to page 600 which means I’ve only another 150 pages to go but I’ve completely lost interest. The characters are too one dimensional and you can see the plot coming as if it’s daubed in road marking paint. I’ve read all of Dickens’ novels except the early ones and mostly loved them except for Tale of two Cities and the reason I’d never read this was I believed, mistakenly, it was another early one. However it reads like an early one, so I Call it an act of heresy but I’m abandoning this. I’ve got to page 600 which means I’ve only another 150 pages to go but I’ve completely lost interest. The characters are too one dimensional and you can see the plot coming as if it’s daubed in road marking paint. I’ve read all of Dickens’ novels except the early ones and mostly loved them except for Tale of two Cities and the reason I’d never read this was I believed, mistakenly, it was another early one. However it reads like an early one, so I wasn’t completely mistaken. By which, I mean it’s lathered with sentimentality. It was Dickens’ favourite of his novels which I find odd and doesn’t say much for his critical faculties but explains to me why he never quite excised the sentimental strain in his writing: he simply couldn’t see it. Because the sentimentality is like a sickly sweet smell on virtually every page of this novel. Perhaps because of its autobiographical nature he enjoyed writing this a bit too much. When an author gets carried away with the delights of his own story perhaps the inner editor goes into abeyance. It doesn’t begin well. David as a character reminded me of the AI in Stephen Spielberg’s film of the same name, except, unlike the AI, his programming as irreproachable child never falters. We’re presented with a moral universe of absolutes. There’s no nuance. Mr and Miss Murdstone are pantomime baddies, as lacking in subtlety as their name suggests; Peggoty, his nurse, is a paragon of virtue. David, as child, isn’t any kind of child I recognise. He’s never mischievous or unruly. Cruelty has no meaningful effect on his character. He’s never capable of irrational response – good people after all can still be highly irritating and bad people fascinating and especially authoritative. But only good people have authority for David which basically means he will never develop much as a character, which he doesn’t. David is a neutered foolproof moral touchstone. The novel throughout has a pantomime binary moral system. A character, with one or two exceptions, is either wholly good or wholly bad. So, the first 100 pages were a bit of a struggle for me. I found Peggoty and the evil Murdstones tiresomely predictable. It was therefore a massive relief when the morally ambiguous Steerforth arrives on the scene. Finally we sense David might evolve from a potted plastic flower into one rooted in soil and subject to weather. Finally we see his moral judgements are subject to error. Finally we see the possibility of him being influenced by something other than unadulterated virtue. Unfortunately though Dickens soon repeats the early template of moral absolutes with a new set of characters. And Steerforth, the only character capable of messing with David’s programmed predictability, vanishes from the novel. There’s no character development in this novel. Even as an adult David still seems like a ten year old. No surprise then that he falls in love with a female counterpart – an adult ten year old female. Before reading this I would have nominated Dorothea and Casaubon in Middlemarch if someone had asked me which couple in the history of literature I found it most difficult to imagine having sex together. However David and Dora now get that award. In fact, sex, like everything else that happens to him, has no notable effect on his character. The moral light in this novel is glaring; it hurts the eyes. No surprise then that the unpredictable dark charge of sex is hostile to its regulated lighting system and so ignored. Of course it’s not all bad. The sentence writing is consistently brilliant. And as ever Dickens creates his characters with the startled wide-eyed wonder of a child – always they have an almost hallucinated detailed vividness, that larger than life quality, a single oddball defining trait, with which we tend to see grownups as children. We magnify one detail which comes to represent the person in question. It was probably his most inspired feature, his ability to see the world through the eyes of a child but narrate his findings with the eloquence of an adult. Dickens has never been a great psychologist; he doesn’t have much to say about the inner life; his terrain is generally surfaces. The surface of this novel reminded me of a gaudy birthday card with embossed pink hearts and ribbons splashed all over it. For me Dickens is the master purveyor of the novel as light entertainment. But this was more soap opera than novel.

  6. 4 out of 5

    mark monday

    Status Report: Chapters 1 - 8 i had forgotten how much i love Dickens. the man is a master at the immersive experience. it is really easy for me to get sucked into the world he is so carefully constructing, to revel in all the extensive details, the lavish description, the almost overripe imagination at work. his strength at creating a wide range of entirely lived-in settings (both brief snapshots of places in passing and crucial places like David's home and school) is equalled by his even more f Status Report: Chapters 1 - 8 i had forgotten how much i love Dickens. the man is a master at the immersive experience. it is really easy for me to get sucked into the world he is so carefully constructing, to revel in all the extensive details, the lavish description, the almost overripe imagination at work. his strength at creating a wide range of entirely lived-in settings (both brief snapshots of places in passing and crucial places like David's home and school) is equalled by his even more famous skill at sketching the characters - often, but not always, caricatures - that live and breathe in his world. this is the kind of deep-dish experience that i love to have when traveling, on a plane or a bus or in some plaza, a second world to live in while taking a break in exploring the immediate world around me. i can't help but also remember how many people dislike Dickens. i'm remembering an ex who told me he was her least favorite author, and how her resentment at being forced to read him in high school almost put her off reading for pleasure in general. it is hard to reconcile such a strong distaste for Dickens with my own easy enjoyment of his novels. my automatic reaction is that the reader who isn't enchanted by him either dislikes the style of writing or is simply the sort of idiot who should stick to reading facebook. well i don't date idiots, so i assume her reaction is based around the writing style. maybe that is the basic rationale for most folks who don't care for him. or maybe it is based on something else. there is something that i've found to be off-putting about David Copperfield, at least so far. namely, the incredibly passive and naive behavior of David himself (and his mother, of course). it's more than just my automatic distaste for reading about victims, although that is certainly a part of it. what it feels like at times is that Dickens is stacking the deck a bit, making miserable situations even more potentially miserable, by having his protagonist (and that wretched mother, of course) be almost developmentally disabled in his inability to understand even basic things about the world around him. it sorta drives me up the wall. well, that complaint aside, this has still been an awesome time. first and foremost, even more than the world-building and juicy characters, i love the dry and sardonic humor that is constantly working double-time. not only does it create some distance between reader and book in regards to the various horrors visited upon young David... it is fookin' hilarious! favorite parts so far: - that brilliant opening chapter "I Am Born" - the Peggotty boat-house and the warmth of that wonderful family. i would like to live there! - Steerforth. ugh! what a charming monster. - the sadly minor note tragedy of Mr. Mell ☂ Status Report: Chapters 9 - 26 i think i was expecting a bit more evil from the Murdstones. the way they treat David is certainly unkind verging on cruel - but i suppose i thought it would be a lot more brutal. this is not a complaint! if anything, i appreciate that Dickens makes David's predicament a much more realistic one. the Murdstones are cold, cold people. and they certainly drive David's tedious mother to an early grave (i shed no tears on that one). but i was surprised that their primary action is to simply send David away to a boring job, one that no child his age should have (and here i am viewing the narrative through my 21st century lense). a callous decision yet not a vicious one. David is merely an irritation that they want to dispense with, rather than harm. interesting. that brief segment was certainly enlivened by the depiction of the marvelously goofy Mr. Micawber & Family. and by a fascinating look into life in a debtor's prison. i assume this is the classic Poor House? but then... good grief, poor David Copperfield goes through hell to escape this life of tedium. many emotions on my part, all centered on the idea of such casual cruelty towards a runaway. brought back some unsettling memories of my brief time as a homeless youth counselor. and then - at last! - some decency. even better, eccentric rather than mawkish decency. Aunt Betsey & Mr. Dick are two more wonderful Dickens creations. especially that tough old broad Aunt Betsey - each and every one of her appearances are a delight. when David finally gets to the safety of his Aunt's house, i felt a lot of tension drain out of me. it is like his story is now truly about to begin, now that the Gothic horrors slash neglected childhood bits are out of the way. - an introduction of the best character yet: Uriah Heep! this is the role that Crispin Glover was born to play. what a wondrously creepy and perfectly realized little villain. all that supplicating, all that writhing! brilliant stuff. - interesting: David is rarely called by his actual name. two more nicknames are added to the list: Trotwood and Daisy. David is rather a tabula rasa of a character. - the relationship between Mr. Wickfield and Agnes is not heartwarming. it is downright creepy. and now the tension is ratcheted up again, but in a way that doesn't make me sorta squirm with discomfort (tales of child neglect ≠ a good time for me). three sets of increasingly dire circumstances... (1) Lil' Em'ly and the despicable villain Steerforth (2) Agnes and the despicable villain Uriah Heep (3) Aunt Betsey and a mysterious, blackmailing unknown despicable villain will David be able to intercede in any of these troubling situations? i am doubtful, but also hopeful. go, David, go! ☁ Status Report: Chapters 27 - end exhilarating, wonderful, awesome, etc, etc. all the good words. i laughed (a lot), i cried (just a little, and in a manly sort of way), i wouldn't change or subtract a single word. perfect! ☼ Final Report okay this will be less of a Final Report and more of a collection of final thoughts as i think back on the novel and consult with the various threads in Serials Serially - the group that started me reading this novel. first, the division in the novel. the first third or so, all about young David and his fairly awful travails: vivid and powerful. the remainder of the novel, all about David in his young adult years and following the growth of all those narrative seeds planted in that fertile first third; an excess of details veering on repetitious, and so that the book becomes less of a frightful gothic tale and more of a slow-burning assortment of mysteries (and many, many instances of pure comedy): less vivid and perhaps less powerful. looking back, i have to say that i am in the minority and preferred the last two-thirds. not only was the tension of potential situations involving child abuse and neglect now gone (a personal bugaboo of mine that will quickly render almost any literary or cinematic experience into something hugely uncomfortable and unappealing)... but it somehow all felt more real to me. the first third was visceral but almost cartoonish while the rest of the novel felt as if i was actually living in the novel. such was the extent of the detail and the effect of following these characters as they move throughout many different situations and changes in their lives. "cartoonish". or better yet, "Dickensian". what does that really mean? a peculiarly stylized version of caricature? i understand the rep that Dickens has with his characters. they are stylized, obviously. but very few of them remained caricatures to me. ultimately, most ended up feeling very real and i was impressed at Dickens' ability to provide multiple dimensions to his characters - although he does it in a rather subtle way. his heroes do not get strong criticism and his villains do not get endearing moments of humanity. and yet it is there. David Copperfield is kind and good, but he is also a passive, foolishly naive fellow whose kindness and naivete often does nothing but make situations worse - especially in nearly every instance involving his relationship with Steerforth. Agnes is also kind and good, but her passivity makes her function as a sort of enabler to her father. Steerforth is a callous and feckless villain, but has moments of genuine warmth and kindness. Rosa Dartle is a heartless shrew - but look at that poor bitch's entire life with Steerforth & mom - i'd become a heartless shrew in that situation as well. Uriah Heep is an unctuous, slimy kiss-ass and back-stabber... but look where he comes from, his context, the kind of person his father was and the ideals he was raised up to worship. and of course Micawber, who would be pure pathos but whom Dickens treats with an extraordinary amount of affection. Dickens is not necessarily an 'even-handed' author, but he is one who is clearly aware of context. there are some comments in this review's thread about women in Dickens - comments that i initially agreed with. but in retrospect, i actually don't agree. looking back on this novel, the women are often just as full of life as the men. perhaps folks are mainly thinking of the rather anemic Agnes. but now - when i think of dim Dora and vicious Rosa and ferocious Aunt Betsey and tragic Emily and loveable Peggotty and maudlin Mrs Gummidge and pathetic Martha and the eccentric 'two little birds' (Dora's aunts) and pretentious Julia Miles and dignified-under-pressure Mrs Strong and hilariously faithful-to-a-fault Mrs Micawber - i think of characters who leap right off of the page and stay to live in my mind. so, no, i am not critical of how women are portrayed in Dickens. except, maybe, Dora. she is surely one of the most bizarrely stupid characters ever created in classic literature. when she first baby-talks David's nickname "Doady", i practically wanted to barf. she's so stupid that many times i found myself thinking She's Not Stupid - She's Mentally Disabled! good grief! and so i felt bad about my contempt and i started having mixed feelings about David even being with her. it seemed somehow wrong. there is also something so sexless about her character - it was impossible for me to imagine her capable of any sort of genuine intimacy. but i have to give it to Dickens - he doesn't present her as an ideal (unlike David), he satirizes her mercilessly in scene after scene, and in the end, invests both her marriage and her death with such genuine, palpable emotion that i became genuinely, palpably moved. her marriage scene (practically every paragraph beginning with "Of") was one of the most dreamily written passages i've ever read. and her death - not explicitly described, but paralleled with Jip's death - wow. amazing scene. the combined death scenes of brave Ham and horrible Steerforth was almost equally moving. that last line describing Steerforth at his final rest: superb. okay i think i'm spent. this is one of those novels that i can probably talk on and on about, so i should just make myself stop. i'll close by saying that the novel is, in a word, brilliant. i loved the language, the humor, the whimsy, the drama; the characters were wondrously alive; the narrative both surprisingly subtle and excitingly larger-than-life. so many scenes were indelible - too many to recount. David Copperfield is one of my favorite novels. ☀ David Copperfield: An Alternative Perspective

  7. 4 out of 5

    Carlie

    "I have in my heart of hearts a favourite child. And his name is DAVID COPPERFIELD" I have also a favorite author and his name is Charles Dickens. This novel is poetry. To truly appreciate the beauty of the English language, one must read David Copperfield. This book cannot be classified. It is a love story, a drama, and a comedy. It has elements of horror and suspense. I laughed hysterically, sobbed uncontrollably, and threw it to a wall in a fit of anger. It annoyed, bored, and entrapped me. Th "I have in my heart of hearts a favourite child. And his name is DAVID COPPERFIELD" I have also a favorite author and his name is Charles Dickens. This novel is poetry. To truly appreciate the beauty of the English language, one must read David Copperfield. This book cannot be classified. It is a love story, a drama, and a comedy. It has elements of horror and suspense. I laughed hysterically, sobbed uncontrollably, and threw it to a wall in a fit of anger. It annoyed, bored, and entrapped me. The characters in this novel are like real people to me and I feel for them as I feel for living creatures. I despise Mr. Murdstone, I adore David, I want to slap his mother, I would spit on Dora, I laugh with Peggotty, I cheer Emily on, I pity Uriah Heep, and I sympathize with his aunt Betsy Trotwood. It was such a memorable experience that more than 15 years later, I can still recall certain scenes as if they were part of my actual memory. All that is good about this world (innocence, justice, truth) can be found within these pages. I cannot reccommend it highly enough. But I have one helpful suggestion: Do not read it without notebook and paper in hand to keep track of characters. They are often introduced nonchalantly only to reappear later as central to the storyline.

  8. 4 out of 5

    Manju

    My first Dickens, this book came highly recommended to me and after jumping around this for almost three years I finally managed to read it this time. This book was also a big achievement for me in terms of classics last year. I started three classics, putting them on halt for other books at different times. This is the only tome (classic) that I finished. So yeah, it was a huge achievement for me, especially because I loved it. So am not going to write here what this book is about as almost ever My first Dickens, this book came highly recommended to me and after jumping around this for almost three years I finally managed to read it this time. This book was also a big achievement for me in terms of classics last year. I started three classics, putting them on halt for other books at different times. This is the only tome (classic) that I finished. So yeah, it was a huge achievement for me, especially because I loved it. So am not going to write here what this book is about as almost everyone must be aware of its content here. Instead I will put in few lines what I like about this: I loved that little scared child, who loved his mother from the bottom of his heart who despite all her efforts couldn’t save him from the Murdstones. My heart went out for this afraid, stammering kid. And perhaps this hard behavior honed him into something strong that held him up in the tough times, inspired him to go on and never stop. If Murdstones’ cruelty made him strong then his aunt Betse Trotwood and his nurse, Peggotty, showed him how to love, trust, and hope. It was just so beautiful to see them carve him into a good man. As he became a man, friends i.e. Micawber and Traddles, taught him to smile and made him an honest man. But Agnes put soul into this hard, strong, and loving man. She inspired him to keep doing good deeds. She calmed him in spite of going through hell herself. Just like David, I was in awe of this girl/woman throughout the book. This book left me bittersweet. Bitter because I was not ready to say good bye to these characters yet and sweet because it ended on a high note. I heaved a huge sigh of relief after seeing my favorite people getting what they deserved. Such a simple yet an absolutely beautiful book.

  9. 5 out of 5

    Lisa

    Bravo, Dickens! I have to say that, copying Thackaray for the millionth time, probably. What a difference to read the original, compared to the watered-down versions I was familiar with from my childhood. It took me quite a lot of time to get into the rich flow of words, the beautiful allusions, and the dry humour, but then I was hooked. My family will always remember the Christmas vacation when I was in a rage against Uriah Heep, not able to contain my anger, sharing my frustration loudly! But Bravo, Dickens! I have to say that, copying Thackaray for the millionth time, probably. What a difference to read the original, compared to the watered-down versions I was familiar with from my childhood. It took me quite a lot of time to get into the rich flow of words, the beautiful allusions, and the dry humour, but then I was hooked. My family will always remember the Christmas vacation when I was in a rage against Uriah Heep, not able to contain my anger, sharing my frustration loudly! But it wasn't only annoyance with the blatant hypocrisy, vulgarity and opportunism, of course. I fell in love with the minor characters, as I usually do when reading Dickens. And just following their paths, walking through 19th century London, is a delight! Update: My eldest son finished it as well now, and interestingly he was more annoyed with David's naivety than with Uriah's hypocrisy and criminal activities. By now fully acquainted with the Copperfield universe, he read a comment in The Economist, and burst out laughing at the notoriously self-promoting, self-indulgent, deceptive politician of our days, who claimed to be "very humble indeed - people wouldn't believe really how humble I am!" "Is 'e as 'umble as Uriah?" my son asked, laughing tears. Well, Uriah ended up playing his tricks in prison... The 'umble scoundrel cited in The Economist later moved into the Bleak House, eh ... sorry, 'umble mistake, Black House it is. Wrong again? Well, in a world turned upside down, it is a pure pleasure to read Dickens and to know that his characters get the fate they deserve, and that poetical justice will come, after a long nail-biting adventure, originally delivered in the newspapers just like global day-to-day politics! So, Uriah! I would appreciate if you could just 'umbly stay a fictional character!

  10. 4 out of 5

    Luffy

    What can be said of David Copperfield that hasn't been said before? David Copperfield is the Sgt Pepper of Charles Dickens, some might say of English literature. I've been told that the book is funny. But I think the book is as funny as Superman. If stand up comedians based their material on David Copperfield, they wouldn't make a living. For it's bulk, the book does fast forward a lot. When David is stricken with grief as an adult he goes away writes a lot and becomes famous. How, I don't know. What can be said of David Copperfield that hasn't been said before? David Copperfield is the Sgt Pepper of Charles Dickens, some might say of English literature. I've been told that the book is funny. But I think the book is as funny as Superman. If stand up comedians based their material on David Copperfield, they wouldn't make a living. For it's bulk, the book does fast forward a lot. When David is stricken with grief as an adult he goes away writes a lot and becomes famous. How, I don't know. I think the author wanted to refer to himself. I have read entire chapters (okay, chapter 35) without understanding a lick of what was being said. I dread what would happen if this book figured in my B.A. English class. Maybe I should have appealed to the expertise of the group that's very passionate about Dickens. You know who you are... And, in the end, details of some happenings are already beginning to fade. I must say, that the deaths in this book are different from that in Nicholas Nicklesby, and also from those in Martin Chuzzlewit. I'd compare Mr Pecksniff with Uriah Heep, but there is little similitude between them, really. Am I so brave as to read more of Dickens, or braver still to reread David Copperfield? Time will tell. My rating of this book is based on my enjoyment of it, believe it or not. See you later, Mr. Dickens. PS - It has come to my attention that I didn't praise the book a lot. I think it's marvellous. Only I got caught up in saying why I didn't rate it 5 stars. The book is great. Read it at your own leisure. If you want to read a much better review than mine, click on the link below : https://www.goodreads.com/review/show...

  11. 5 out of 5

    Barry Pierce

    David Copperfield is an early queer novel by Charles Dickens. It follows David Copperfield, a gay man in early 19th century England, as he tries to seduce and betroth another gay man, James Steerforth. Copperfield first sets his eyes on Steerforth at Salem House where they both must subdue their love for each other, giving their age difference and the society of the time. However, as the novel progresses, Copperfield and Steerforth live openly as a homosexual couple. Their relationship comes int David Copperfield is an early queer novel by Charles Dickens. It follows David Copperfield, a gay man in early 19th century England, as he tries to seduce and betroth another gay man, James Steerforth. Copperfield first sets his eyes on Steerforth at Salem House where they both must subdue their love for each other, giving their age difference and the society of the time. However, as the novel progresses, Copperfield and Steerforth live openly as a homosexual couple. Their relationship comes into peril when Dora Spenlow, a jealous fag hag, refuses to continue living as Copperfield's beard and forces him to marry her. Thus, Copperfield and Steerforth break apart. All seems lost until Copperfield befriends Tommy Traddles, another boy whose acquaintance he had made at Salem House. They partake in a salubrious love affair to which Dickens pens several hundred pages of steamy man-on-man action. However, once again this relationship is cast into peril by that bitter old queen Uriah Heep. Uriah Heep is a mean gay and the epitome of masc4masc culture. Heep sees Copperfield as fit young otter and attempts to kill off Traddles by throwing pearls beneath his feet à la Showgirls. However his plan is spoiled after his findom daddy, Mr. Micawber (the man who famously threw the first brick at Stonewall), repossess his pearls because Heep refuses to send him any more daguerreotypes of his feet. Or, in other words: David Copperfield is more of the same from Dickens. More straight-forward than some of his previous novels, Dickens instead relies on verisimilitude rather than ridiculousness in order to tell this story. It is a pity as the more outrageous Dickens is, the more I enjoy him. However, despite this novel only receiving three-stars from me, it is still better than most novels ever written. It is only 'three-stars' within Dickens' own bibliography and not the greater Western canon. It probably would have been four-stars if he had included more chapters with Miss Mowcher.

  12. 5 out of 5

    Luís C.

    As always after reading such a density, it is a bit of a friend left on the road. Dickens himself will admit to having had difficulty in quitting David Copperfield after such a long intimacy! This novel is, he says in the preface, his favorite, and when he has to read an extract in front of an audience, a few years later, the choice of this extract is anguishing because this novel is a whole, a set of entangled narratives one in the other that can not be separated without breaking the fabric of t As always after reading such a density, it is a bit of a friend left on the road. Dickens himself will admit to having had difficulty in quitting David Copperfield after such a long intimacy! This novel is, he says in the preface, his favorite, and when he has to read an extract in front of an audience, a few years later, the choice of this extract is anguishing because this novel is a whole, a set of entangled narratives one in the other that can not be separated without breaking the fabric of the work. It is also that this novel is very personal and that Dickens has put a lot of it in this character! On this point, the notes are captivating. But when I say that I just left a friend here or should I specify "a bunch of friends," which is especially Copperfield custodian of ups and downs. David Copperfield, aged about 40, turns to his past, a long, quiet river at a time when he will meet the Peggoty, brother and sister Murdstone, Emily, Steerforth, his aunt, Agnes , the Micawber and finally Dora of which he will become mad lover. To enumerate the characters who will follow David in his journey - good, bad, sometimes both - I retrace in my head the thread of the story and I say to myself: what way made! Dickens is a fine storyteller who is not afraid to throw away from time to time some information about the future of the narrator keeping us in suspense for the nevertheless seven hundred pages that follow, not hesitating to add a good dose of humor to some dramatic scenes, and a tender love when death is involved. It was the little David, the orphan, who most moved me, but I give my affection to Mr. Peggoty, to Agnes, and of course to David's aunt who will change completely when she opens the door to a poor vagrant child. It is also a sometimes pathetic portrait of industrial England and finally an almost cinematographic work that inspired the greatest of the years that followed its publication. Goodbye David!

  13. 4 out of 5

    Geoff

    Read the majority of this over the course of 4 days snowed in under 2 or so feet of blizzard and its dimming snowlight day's circular repetition, in a new house, often in near silence only punctuated by winter robins chirping outside, in between making pots of coffee and organizing my books and music and furniture. I can think of few more delightful states in which to absorb this classic Bildungsroman, which appears to be one of that genre of book called Perfect Novel. Shall I read more Dickens? Read the majority of this over the course of 4 days snowed in under 2 or so feet of blizzard and its dimming snowlight day's circular repetition, in a new house, often in near silence only punctuated by winter robins chirping outside, in between making pots of coffee and organizing my books and music and furniture. I can think of few more delightful states in which to absorb this classic Bildungsroman, which appears to be one of that genre of book called Perfect Novel. Shall I read more Dickens? I shall read them all.

  14. 5 out of 5

    Carlos

    "I have in my heart of hearts a favourite child, and his name is David Copperfield" - Charles Dickens. As a HUGE fan of Sir Charles Dickens, I can't say this is a normal book. This is his most personal one, according to himself. Why 4 out of 5 stars? Because it was kind of difficult to digest it a bit, I had to go through some pages more than once and try to get the origin of some characters, but most of them are in my head now. Easy to fall in love with them, and the story itself is kind of unfor "I have in my heart of hearts a favourite child, and his name is David Copperfield" - Charles Dickens. As a HUGE fan of Sir Charles Dickens, I can't say this is a normal book. This is his most personal one, according to himself. Why 4 out of 5 stars? Because it was kind of difficult to digest it a bit, I had to go through some pages more than once and try to get the origin of some characters, but most of them are in my head now. Easy to fall in love with them, and the story itself is kind of unforgettable mixing an orphan boy, lovely adventures, interesting trials, among others. If I were a villain someday (hope not), I would like to be like Uriah Heep. A very nostalgic book, a total must of Classic Literature, I will totally re-read it as soon as I can. I am very proud of my name being "Charles" in Spanish version, even if it was just by coincidence. Recommended? Absolutely! It's a Classic! and you can learn a lot of one of the most important all-time writers: Charles Dickens.

  15. 4 out of 5

    Matthias

    I picked up this book in a bookstore (if you can believe it), not really thinking I'd buy such a big pile of pages in classical English, figuring it would bore the hell out of me. I read the first page. I then proceeded to the counter, and bought it. This is the beginning of my love story with "David Copperfield", an absolute favorite. It takes a particular mindset to read it I think, so it took me a while to finish it, matching my reading moments with that mindset as much as possible. You need a I picked up this book in a bookstore (if you can believe it), not really thinking I'd buy such a big pile of pages in classical English, figuring it would bore the hell out of me. I read the first page. I then proceeded to the counter, and bought it. This is the beginning of my love story with "David Copperfield", an absolute favorite. It takes a particular mindset to read it I think, so it took me a while to finish it, matching my reading moments with that mindset as much as possible. You need a romantic side and you need to be able to get in touch with it in order to enjoy this book, but if you give this tale a chance, it will nurture that sensitive side and make you get tears of joy. This book is a biography of a wonderful, semi-fictional person, David Copperfield, whose ordeals and adventures are based on those experienced by Charles Dickens. David's thoughts are generous and because this book is written from his perspective, everything he describes around him is depicted in their best possible light. The world is such a nice place through his eyes, even in the most dreary situations of poverty, abandonment and death of loved ones. Plenty of songs of happiness and love are sung in this book, but like in every life, there is not just that. Sadness, death, loss, heartache become beautiful because of their purity and their core of warmth, a warmth so well expressed in this book. Betrayal and jealousy become even uglier when put next to the purer feelings. It hasn't always been an easy read. Some passages are rather slow and a rare couple of segments that were meant to be funny have somehow lost their edge (most humourous instances still retain their power over your mouth corners and unshaken belly, though. They will yield, I assure you!). The local dialects in which some of the protagonists speak sometimes make it very difficult to understand for a non-native English speaker like myself. I have read this book with a little notebook next to me to take down the most memorable quotes. It was difficult not to just simply copy entire pages at times. Here are some of my favorite quotes -who are really stories in themselves- which show the timeless humour and the great pen of an author who has shown that the most naive thing to be is to be anything but continuously amazed with the wonders all around you: “Be thankful for me, if you have a kind heart, as I think you have, that while I know well what I am, I can be cheerful and endure it all. I am thankful for myself, at any rate, that I can find my tiny way through the world, without being beholden to anyone; and that in return for all that is thrown at me, in folly or vanity, as I go along, I can throw bubbles back.” "Very much admired, indeed, the young woman was. What with her dress; what with the air and sun; what with being made so much of; what with this, that, and the other; her merits really attracted general notice." "This country I am come to conquer! Have you honours? Have you riches? Have you posts of profitable pecuniary emolument? Let them be brought forward. They are mine!" "Oh the river! I know it's like me! I know that I belong to it. I know that it's the natural company of such as I am! It comes from country places, where there was no harm in it - and it creeps through the dismal streets, defiled and miserable - and it goes away, like my life, to a great sea that is always troubled and I feel that I must go with it." "If, any sunny forenoon, she had spread a little pair of wings and flown away before my eyes, I don't expect I should have regarded it as much more than I had had reason to expect." "And if ever, in my life, I have had a void made in my heart, I had one made that day." "I shall never forget the waking next morning; the being cheerful and fresh for the first moment, and then the being weighed down by the stale and dismal oppression of remembrance." "It would be no pleasure to a London tradesman to sell anything which was what he pretended it was." "...and that she desired her compliments, which was a polite fiction on my part." "When I woke next morning, I was resolute to declare my passion to Dora, and know my fate. Happiness or misery was now the question. There was no other question that I knew of in the world, and only Dora could give the answer to it." "Love must suffer in this stern world; it ever had been so, it ever would be so. No matter. Hearts confined by cobwebs would burst at last, and then Love was avenged." If you love Love, with the big L, you'll love this Book.

  16. 5 out of 5

    Vit Babenco

    David Copperfield is a convolutedly grotesque and darkly satirical Bildungsroman. First of all, David Copperfield is a colourful collection of inimitable characters. And we pass through this flowery assembly as through the gallery of images taken from Hieronymus Bosch’s canvases… The gloomy taint that was in the Murdstone blood, darkened the Murdstone religion, which was austere and wrathful. I have thought, since, that its assuming that character was a necessary consequence of Mr. Murdstone’s fir David Copperfield is a convolutedly grotesque and darkly satirical Bildungsroman. First of all, David Copperfield is a colourful collection of inimitable characters. And we pass through this flowery assembly as through the gallery of images taken from Hieronymus Bosch’s canvases… The gloomy taint that was in the Murdstone blood, darkened the Murdstone religion, which was austere and wrathful. I have thought, since, that its assuming that character was a necessary consequence of Mr. Murdstone’s firmness, which wouldn’t allow him to let anybody off from the utmost weight of the severest penalties he could find any excuse for. Be this as it may, I well remember the tremendous visages with which we used to go to church, and the changed air of the place. Again the dreaded Sunday comes round, and I file into the old pew first, like a guarded captive brought to a condemned service. Edward Murdstone is like a slab of blind bigotry and he is an epitome of cruelty and human meanness. As I came back, I saw Uriah Heep shutting up the office; and, feeling friendly towards everybody, went in and spoke to him, and at parting, gave him my hand. But oh, what a clammy hand his was! as ghostly to the touch as to the sight! I rubbed mine afterwards, to warm it, and to rub his off. It was such an uncomfortable hand, that, when I went to my room, it was still cold and wet upon my memory. Leaning out of window, and seeing one of the faces on the beam-ends looking at me sideways, I fancied it was Uriah Heep got up there somehow, and shut him out in a hurry. Uriah Heep is the slimiest creature I’ve ever met in literature or anywhere else. And David Copperfield passes through this assembly of characters like a martyr through a series of the unavoidable and harrowing ordeals. As a piece of ore should pass through the furnace to become a metal, so a boy should pass through the process of coming of age to become a man.

  17. 5 out of 5

    Piyangie

    In your reading life you encounter all sorts of books; books you like; books you love; and books perhaps you wish not to have come your way. At rare occasions you come across a book, which you feel privileged to have read. David Copperfield undoubtedly falls in to this rare category. The book needs no praise by me. It is only yet another addition to the millions of readers who have loved and appreciated this great work from the time of its first publication. Charles Dickens himself had said that In your reading life you encounter all sorts of books; books you like; books you love; and books perhaps you wish not to have come your way. At rare occasions you come across a book, which you feel privileged to have read. David Copperfield undoubtedly falls in to this rare category. The book needs no praise by me. It is only yet another addition to the millions of readers who have loved and appreciated this great work from the time of its first publication. Charles Dickens himself had said that David Copperfield was his "favourite (literary) child". All these are proof of the book's worth and greatness. Charles Dickens has written so many great books. There is no argument of it. But if he ever wrote a book with his whole heart and soul, it is David Copperfield. Even though I haven't read all his books, I can vouch that this is so. I admit that I'm swooned but my conviction is coherent; for how it could be otherwise, when it is almost autobiographic of the author? Dickens is well known for his clever and witty writing, his satirical observations on English society. But if Dickens is ever known for beautiful, passionate and sincere writing, the credit falls upon David Copperfield. David’s life resembles Dickens’s in many respects. Like David, Dicken had a troubled childhood; and like David, Dickens had to leave school for employment at a tender age to support him (and in Dickens’s case his family too as his father was imprisoned for his pecuniary liabilities). The experience which David obtains at a very young age helps him learn about life and the need to work hard with consistency and devotion in order to become successful in life. This was Charles Dicken’s motto too. He was a self-made man, whose craving for knowledge and learning made him successful in spite of the difficulties that surrounded his childhood. Like David, Dickens was a Parliamentary reporter before completely turning in to authorship. In short, David is his literary presentation of himself, more or less. The main story in David Copperfield is the life journey of David Copperfield from birth to old age, filled with loss, hardship, struggle, adventure, success and happiness; and is narrated by him. The story is also about the moral and personal development of David from his childhood to youth to adulthood; how he grows up from his childhood fantasies and mistaken impressions, his vanity and self-importance of youth and the mistakes of his undisciplined heart to learning the true meaning and value of life. In addition, the stories of the major characters, which are closely connected with his, are included. These stories allow the reader to gain a broad perception on the then English society, the differences of people according to their classes, the vain superiority of the rich, the difficulties and struggles of average men and women, and tragic lives of young innocent girls who become victims of wicked and lustful men. A wider area of life, of relationship between parent and child, husband and wife, of morals and principles, of tragic lives of "fallen women" (due to no fault of theirs), of society, is addressed in these stories making it a complete work. David Copperfield is truly a great book. In my reading life, I have come across many that emotionally affected me; but only a handful had been able to tug at my heartstrings. David Copperfield is certainly one, and perhaps on top of all of them. There were many instances that I was in tears, my lips trembling and my heart weeping; and that I couldn’t go on. The stories, the characters, all were so true and so real. If anyone thinks of reading only one book of Dickens, it should, without doubt, be David Copperfield. To the opening statement of the book that “whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must know”, I have this to say as a reader. David is the hero of his life because of the unconditional love and support of two heroines: his aunt Betsy and Agnes.

  18. 5 out of 5

    Pollopicu

    This review has been hidden because it contains spoilers. To view it, click here. I found this book in a junk pile in a nearby neighborhood shop. I've been burnt by Dickens before (Tale of two Cities). I swore up and down I would never suffer through a another Dickens book ever again. When I spotted this beautiful mint condition vintage copy of David Copperfield, I just couldn't resist. It was free and it seemed like such a shame to just leave it there. It was snowy and damp and I knew if someone didn't rescue it it would become sinfully ruined. I knew if I took it home I was I found this book in a junk pile in a nearby neighborhood shop. I've been burnt by Dickens before (Tale of two Cities). I swore up and down I would never suffer through a another Dickens book ever again. When I spotted this beautiful mint condition vintage copy of David Copperfield, I just couldn't resist. It was free and it seemed like such a shame to just leave it there. It was snowy and damp and I knew if someone didn't rescue it it would become sinfully ruined. I knew if I took it home I was going to force myself to read it sooner or later, one way or another. So picking it up and actually taking it home was an inevitable commitment. The book is 881 pages long.. Once I start reading I go all the way. I have a no abandonment rule, but this one almost pushed me to change that rule. It started off great, at first I couldn't believe that this was the same writer who wrote A Tale of Two Cities. To me reading a Tale of Two Cities was like trying to read Sanskrit. I was initially glad to have given Dickens a second try because I would have otherwise missed his literary diversity...that's what I first thought...Then like 250 pages in I realized I was suckered into it AGAIN!! Gorgeously written but incredibly and painfully dull. David Copperfield annoyed me so much. There was nothing romantic or noteworthy about his entire story. It was like being forced to watch someone else's boring home-videos. It lacked maturity. It seemed like he never grew up to be a man, and remained a rosy-cheeked, self-back-patting little ass-kisser. Then you gotta love how Dickens conveniently kills off his wife Dora so he can have the opportunity to marry his REAL true love, Agnes, whom he never even knew he loved. How romantic. Just what every woman dreams of being.. sloppy seconds. It's not even worth getting into the rest of the reasons why I didn't enjoy the story, so I'll wrap it up by saying: If I'm ever rummaging through another junk pile of books, and I run across another Dickens, I don't care if the light of God is shining it's golden rays on it, and inside is a map that leads me to a treasure of flawless fist-full chunks of diamonds, I will never ever take another Dickens home ever again. To all the people who gave this 5 stars.. you lie.

  19. 4 out of 5

    MJ Nicholls

    Finished. Having a hard time spinning superlatives for this review. It is more or less established I strongly like, or passionately love, every Dickens novel I read so why not slap a five-star badge on this masterpiece and hop down to Bev’s café for a veggie burger, free sexual innuendo with every purchase, a fly in every milkshake, and a 50p discount on all half-cooked omelettes? Fine. Some highlights. Improvements in characterisation. Notably, the villains. David’s friendship with Steerforth p Finished. Having a hard time spinning superlatives for this review. It is more or less established I strongly like, or passionately love, every Dickens novel I read so why not slap a five-star badge on this masterpiece and hop down to Bev’s café for a veggie burger, free sexual innuendo with every purchase, a fly in every milkshake, and a 50p discount on all half-cooked omelettes? Fine. Some highlights. Improvements in characterisation. Notably, the villains. David’s friendship with Steerforth partially blinds the reader to his scoundrelly tendencies until his flitting with sweet Emily. Uriah Heep’s squirminess and umbleness wrongfoots the reader until his scoundrelly tendencies are unmasked (although David outs him as a beast from the start). The first-person narrator opens doors of eloquence in Dickens’s prose hitherto closed in the topographical omniscience of previous works. As usual, a memorable cast of eccentrics, stoics, loveable fuck-ups and social climbers. No sagging secondary plots like in Dombey and Son. Deeply moving passages on the passing of time, memory, penitence, friendship and naïve love (Dora is a female Peter Pan). High-class comedy a-go-go. An enriching experience. Your soul glows reading this. You want more from a book? Geddouttahere. Time for that veggie burger. Open til nine and never over capacity (like fecking GR).

  20. 4 out of 5

    John

    I finished reading David Copperfield on the Kindle a few days ago. I’m not an English major, and so I’m not going to pretend to be one. I’m not going to discuss what themes the book touches on, what category it fits in, or generally dissect it to the point where it’s more monotonous than fun. I read the book because I wanted to, not because I had to write a paper about it. I must say, first of all, that this has got to be one of the best books I’ve ever read. The vivid descriptions of the character I finished reading David Copperfield on the Kindle a few days ago. I’m not an English major, and so I’m not going to pretend to be one. I’m not going to discuss what themes the book touches on, what category it fits in, or generally dissect it to the point where it’s more monotonous than fun. I read the book because I wanted to, not because I had to write a paper about it. I must say, first of all, that this has got to be one of the best books I’ve ever read. The vivid descriptions of the characters were just fun to read. One particularly meek man was described like this: “He was so extremely conciliatory in his manner that he seemed to apologize to the very newspaper for taking the liberty of reading it.” Some of the scenes in the novel are amazingly vivid and memorable. The hilarious and tense scene towards the end where one of the main villains is taken down was one, and of course just about every scene involving David’s aunt is too. Dickens is a master of suspense. He does it through subtle premonitions in the book. You might not even really notice them as you’re reading. But it sure had an effect on me: I had trouble putting the book down, and stayed up later than I should have on more than one night to keep reading another chapter or three. Like any good book, this one left me to think even after I was done reading it, and left me wanting to read it again. Right now. There are some practical downsides to it, though. It was written in the 1850s, and some of the vocabulary and British legal, business, and monetary discussions are strange to a modern casual American audience. Nevertheless, with the exception of the particularly verbose Mr. Micawber, you can probably make it through without a dictionary, though one will be handy. I read it on the Kindle, which integrates a dictionary and makes it very easy to look up words. I learned that a nosegay is a bouquet of showy flowers. And that Mr. Micawber was fond of using words obsolete since the 17th century, according to the Kindle. If you remember that “pecuniary emoluments” refers to a salary, you’ll be doing OK. The other thing that occasionally bugged me was that the narrator (David) would comment on some sort of gesture, or comment that wasn’t very direct, and then say something like, “But she didn’t need to be more explicit, because I understood the meaning perfectly.” Well, sometimes I didn’t. Though I usually figured it out after a bit. I was never quite sure if Dickens was being intentionally needling to the reader, or if an 1850s British reader would have figured out the meaning perfectly well. But that was part of the fun of it, I think. This review also posted on my blog at http://changelog.complete.org/archive...

  21. 5 out of 5

    LENA TRAK

    What a lovely story! I am always interested in the way Dickens depicts so masterly the big difference between the living conditions of the rich and the poor! It reminds me that I should be more compassionate with people around me!

  22. 4 out of 5

    Megan Baxter

    David Copperfield is one of my favourite Dickens' books, and I tend to enjoy Dickens quite a lot. It's not a perfect book by any means, and on this read, I noticed that it lagged in the middle. (I suddenly found it much harder to pick up and was more easily distracted by the graphic novels that are my husband's bathroom reading materials.) But it picked up again by the end. Note: The rest of this review has been withdrawn due to the recent changes in Goodreads policy and enforcement. You can read David Copperfield is one of my favourite Dickens' books, and I tend to enjoy Dickens quite a lot. It's not a perfect book by any means, and on this read, I noticed that it lagged in the middle. (I suddenly found it much harder to pick up and was more easily distracted by the graphic novels that are my husband's bathroom reading materials.) But it picked up again by the end. Note: The rest of this review has been withdrawn due to the recent changes in Goodreads policy and enforcement. You can read why I came to this decision here. In the meantime, you can read the entire review at Smorgasbook

  23. 5 out of 5

    Mohammad Sadegh Rafizadeh

    ادبیات فقط کلاسیک دیوید کاپرفیلد: هرچند از خواندن این کتاب 8 تا 10 سال می گذره ولی همچنان تحت تاثیر داستان سرشار از زندگی اونم، این کتاب مثل یک داروی انرژی زا یا کتابی برای موفقیت هست، چنان شما رو از اعماق تنهایی و ناامیدی به قله شور و هیجان و امیدواری میرسونه که کاری جز تلاش و موفقیت در زندگی نمی تونید انجام بدید. نه کسی یکدفعه عاشق میشه نه کسی یکدفعه متحول. چنان همه چیز واقعیست که اصلا فراموش می کنید، خواننده کتاب هستید. چنان در کتاب غرق می شوید که گویا از بودن در زمان حال احساس غربت و تنهایی می ادبیات فقط کلاسیک دیوید کاپرفیلد: هرچند از خواندن این کتاب 8 تا 10 سال می گذره ولی همچنان تحت تاثیر داستان سرشار از زندگی اونم، این کتاب مثل یک داروی انرژی زا یا کتابی برای موفقیت هست، چنان شما رو از اعماق تنهایی و ناامیدی به قله شور و هیجان و امیدواری میرسونه که کاری جز تلاش و موفقیت در زندگی نمی تونید انجام بدید. نه کسی یکدفعه عاشق میشه نه کسی یکدفعه متحول. چنان همه چیز واقعیست که اصلا فراموش می کنید، خواننده کتاب هستید. چنان در کتاب غرق می شوید که گویا از بودن در زمان حال احساس غربت و تنهایی می کنید، پس باز به کتاب پناه می برید تا به زندگی خود ادامه دهید.

  24. 4 out of 5

    Roy Lotz

    “It was as true,” said Mr. Barkis, “as turnips is. It was as true,” Mr. Barkis said, nodding his nightcap, which was his only means of emphasis, “as taxes is. And nothing’s truer than them.” I enjoyed the hell out of this book. From the first page to the last, I was having a damned good time. I even made quite a bother of myself several times among friends and family, imitating my favorite characters, only to get blank stares and polite smiles, as I realized that not one among them had read thi “It was as true,” said Mr. Barkis, “as turnips is. It was as true,” Mr. Barkis said, nodding his nightcap, which was his only means of emphasis, “as taxes is. And nothing’s truer than them.” I enjoyed the hell out of this book. From the first page to the last, I was having a damned good time. I even made quite a bother of myself several times among friends and family, imitating my favorite characters, only to get blank stares and polite smiles, as I realized that not one among them had read this wonderful book. Part of the reason I enjoyed this book so much was that I listened to an audiobook version. If you haven’t tried Dickens that way, I recommend it; what is dull, dry, and dreary on the page becomes lyrical and lively when listened to. Dickens had a great ear for dialogue, and you deserve to hear it. So what of the book? I’m afraid I won’t have anything terribly original to say. What struck me, and what strikes almost everyone, was Dickens’s amazing ability to caricature—to conjure up, in only a few lines of descriptions, cartoonish and hyperbolic figures that stick effortlessly in the imagination. Some people complain that his characters are too over-the-top; but, to me, that’s like complaining that James Brown shouted too much—that’s the point. And just as James Brown could turn a yelp into high art, so could Dickens turn the lowly art of caricature into world-class literature. It is almost as if, by blowing certain personality traits out of all proportion, Dickens could transcend the silence of the written page, inflating his creations into flesh and blood, like a clown blowing up a balloon. Instead of feeling like you’re reading a book, you feel as if you’re listening to a conversation in the other room. And what lovely conversation to overhear! Dickens has a tremendous, almost supernatural, ability to create characters. Every character—even if they are extremely minor—has a great deal of care lavished upon them; they have their own ways of speaking, thinking, gesturing, walking, laughing. Whether Dickens is writing of the rich or poor, he doesn’t disappoint; and several I found absolutely endearing. (Mr. Barkis and Betsy Trotwood were my favorites.) The only place Dickens does falter is in his characterizations of young women. Dora was a doll, and Agnes an angel; they were, both of them, uninteresting. Still, I thought that Dickens’s portrayal of Copperfield’s marriage to Dora—marked by both tenderness and frustration—was extremely touching; it had much more verisimilitude and interest than David’s later marriage. As another reviewer has pointed out, this book does have a quieter side. Beneath the brash and brazen giants, who lumber and lurch through these pages, runs a calm current of wistful nostalgia. In fact, Dickens often comes close to a sort of Proustian mood, as he has Copperfield disentangle his memories. Particularly when David is describing his childhood, with his silly mother and caring servant, or when he is describing the ravages of the Murdstones, or his awkward and difficult time at school, the tone is often tender and delicate, just as when Proust has his narrator describe the anxiety of wanting his mother to give him a goodnight kiss. The juxtaposition of these two moods, of caricature and remembrance, is I think what makes this book one of Dickens’s strongest. I would like to add, as a kind of perverse afterthought, that a Freudian could have a festival analyzing this book. I am, myself, no disciple of that Austrian oddball; but I do think it interesting that David is born without a father, and has a stepfather who gives him such trouble; that David’s two love interests are, as if reflected by a mirror, girls without mothers. And it doesn’t take a psychoanalyst to note the similarity between Dora and David’s mother; nor does it take a psychoanalyst to find it odd that David marries a girl he called, throughout the whole book, “sister.” What to make of all this, I cannot say; but I thought it worth including. In any case, I have come away from this book with a pleasant stock of memories, and a new respect for, and interest in, the good Dickens. What is so wonderful about Dickens, I think, is that he is so brilliant and yet so readable. I cannot help grouping Dickens along with Shakespeare and the Beatles, as an artist capable of both keeping the scholars busy and the audience laughing. That, to me, is the mark of the highest genius.

  25. 5 out of 5

    Whitaker

    Top Ten Tips to Young Ladies of Marriageable Age by Charles Dickens 10. Giggle alot. Be innocent, stupid, and silly. Flirt with a rival and blush charmingly. 9. Have an annoying lap dog. 8. Have a best friend who will act as a go-between. Impecunious and overprotective fathers are to be avoided, but indulgent aunts should be welcomed. 7. Ensure that the man courting you has the ability to provide for you and your future family. If need be, move to Australia. 6. Stay away, especially, from fortune Top Ten Tips to Young Ladies of Marriageable Age by Charles Dickens 10. Giggle alot. Be innocent, stupid, and silly. Flirt with a rival and blush charmingly. 9. Have an annoying lap dog. 8. Have a best friend who will act as a go-between. Impecunious and overprotective fathers are to be avoided, but indulgent aunts should be welcomed. 7. Ensure that the man courting you has the ability to provide for you and your future family. If need be, move to Australia. 6. Stay away, especially, from fortune hunters. Fortune hunters with evil sisters should be avoided like the plague. 5. Stay away, especially, from rich nobles. Rich nobles with evil cousins should be avoided like the plague. 4. Avoid being young and silly, but learn how to support your husband-to-be in his efforts. 3. Be pretty. 2. Suffer in silence. Keep your feelings to yourself, and smile sweetly and lovingly to everyone, never thinking of yourself. And the NUMBER ONE TIP according to Mr Dickens is 1. Keep company as a child with a young boy who will regard you as a close sister and eventually grow to adore you and marry you.

  26. 5 out of 5

    da AL

    Anything from Dickens is amazing!

  27. 5 out of 5

    Alex

    So, Dickens, the most beloved English author since Shakespeare. How good is he? Is he as good as Tolstoy? No, he's not as good as Tolstoy. As good as Dumas? No. Hugo? Let's call it a tie. What about other Brits? Well, he's not even close to George Eliot. He's about as good as Thomas Hardy. He has a better feel for what it's like to be poor than most of those authors, and that's a big plus for him; even if you don't like poor people, Dickens' willingness to dive into the alleys makes a nice change So, Dickens, the most beloved English author since Shakespeare. How good is he? Is he as good as Tolstoy? No, he's not as good as Tolstoy. As good as Dumas? No. Hugo? Let's call it a tie. What about other Brits? Well, he's not even close to George Eliot. He's about as good as Thomas Hardy. He has a better feel for what it's like to be poor than most of those authors, and that's a big plus for him; even if you don't like poor people, Dickens' willingness to dive into the alleys makes a nice change from all those Victorian parlors. His characters are often caricatures, but they're effective, memorable ones. His understanding of human nature comes with sharp sarcasm and a bottomless supply of sympathy. He loves underdogs. He doesn't love Jews. He appears to have some weird ideas about women - see Betsey Trotwood and of course Miss Havisham. His main characters often disappear - never more than in David Copperfield, where many characters can't be bothered to remember the protagonist's name if they remember him at all. DC is variously called Trot, Daisy, and - by his own awful wife - Doadie. His supporting characters are better, and his villains are best. Uriah Heep basically walks away with David Copperfield. His plots rely heavily on the kind of coincidence peculiar to 19th century writers, and they're usually telegraphed a mile away, which doesn't keep them from being enormously entertaining and satisfying. He has a tendency to go on about legal bullshit to a fairly eye-glazing degree. His prose is generally unpretentious and effective, with brief spurts of incredible skill and beauty. He likes describing weather, as in the virtuoso opening of Bleak House. That and the dizzying opening of Tale of Two Cities ("It was the best of times..." and then it goes on for, like, ever) are audacious stuff. He's badly sentimental. You've probably heard the quote from Oscar Wilde, "One would have to have a heart of stone to read the death of [character from different book] without dissolving into tears of laughter." It's best to just skim passages involving death or love; they're unsalvageably corny. He's a very good author. David Copperfield is a very good book, but it reads as practice for Great Expectations, which deals with a similar plot and themes better and much more concisely. Great Expectations is the best Dickens I've read. This is good, and Dickens is quite good. I find myself not needing to think about him all that often. Appendix: Dickens' influences If you're interested: at one point David Copperfield reels off a list of his favorite literary characters. Here are the books he's referring to: - Adventures of Roderick Random (1748), Tobias Smollett - Adventures of Peregrine Pickle (1751), Tobias Smollett - Expedition of Humphry Clinker (1771), Tobias Smollett (Chuck liked Smollett, huh? This one is supposed to be his best.) - Tom Jones, Henry Fielding (1749) - Vicar of Wakefield (1762), Oliver Goldsmith - Gil Blas, Alain-René Lesage (1715 - 1735), "the last masterpiece of the picaresque genre" - Robinson Crusoe, Daniel Defoe (1719)

  28. 5 out of 5

    Coloma

    Me ha encantado y va directo a favoritos. ❤ Escrito de una forma magistral y con unos personajes fabulosos. Desde luego, una lectura de las que alimentan. Y, por varias razones, inolvidable para mí ✨📖 (La edición y traducción de Alba Editorial, impecables. Así se disfruta 100% de un libro).

  29. 4 out of 5

    Perry

    Umble we are, umble we have been, umble we shall ever be... My Personal Favorite Story Ever “Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show.” So opens the best story ever of a youngster's journey into adulthood and amour. Nearly 20 years after writing David Copperfield, Dickens said, "like many fond parents, I have in my heart of hearts a favorite child. And his name is David Copperfield." Dickens' most colorful a Umble we are, umble we have been, umble we shall ever be... My Personal Favorite Story Ever “Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show.” So opens the best story ever of a youngster's journey into adulthood and amour. Nearly 20 years after writing David Copperfield, Dickens said, "like many fond parents, I have in my heart of hearts a favorite child. And his name is David Copperfield." Dickens' most colorful a set of characters and character names include: Peggotty, David's childhood maid and lifelong friend; the evil stepfather Murdstone; Wilkins Micawber, his melodramatic landlord; James Steerforth, the cad of a school friend; David's love Dora (“Lovers had loved before, and lovers would love again; but no lover had ever loved, might, could, would, or should ever love, as I loved Dora."); and, the most despicably unctuous character in all of literature, Uriah Heep. As with most of his novels, Dickens beamed the light on a social evil--here, the working conditions of minors, as David was (8 or 9) when his stepfather took him out of school (after David's mom died) and sent him to work in London. “I know enough of the world now to have almost lost the capacity of being much surprised by anything.” I can't adequately describe the connection and identification I had with this novel. While I don't think it's the best novel of all time (structure, conflicts, character development and all that jazz - IMO, that's Anna Karenina*), Charles Dickens' David Copperfield is my pick as the best story in all of modern literature. If you haven't read it or it's been a while, you should pick it up. ________ *Tolstoy loved David Copperfield.

  30. 4 out of 5

    Teresa

    I reread this so I could join a friend who was reading Dickens for the first time (she thinks). Page 424 in my copy is the perfect mixture of what Dickens achieves throughout the whole novel. I noted three instances of chuckle-out-loud humor on that one page alone — David's desire to pitch Uriah over the banister; the character he has dubbed Hamlet’s aunt as having “the family failing of indulging in soliloquy”; and the talk of Blood at a particular dinner table causing him to liken the snobby di I reread this so I could join a friend who was reading Dickens for the first time (she thinks). Page 424 in my copy is the perfect mixture of what Dickens achieves throughout the whole novel. I noted three instances of chuckle-out-loud humor on that one page alone — David's desire to pitch Uriah over the banister; the character he has dubbed Hamlet’s aunt as having “the family failing of indulging in soliloquy”; and the talk of Blood at a particular dinner table causing him to liken the snobby diners to “a party of ogres” — and of course it is all a relief from previous tragedy, and tragedy to come. This is also the perfect novel to show Dickens’ not wasting a single one of his numerous characters, and that includes Mr. Mell, someone we do not see or hear of between page 116 and page 992. Because this was a reread, I noted the foreshadowing especially, which of course didn't mean I remembered all that happened. I'd even forgotten the context of my favorite sentence, coming upon it as if for the first time, which granted me the same thrill I felt upon reading it within its paragraph the very first time.

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