The Works of Charles Lamb: With a Sketch of His Life and Final Memorials, Volume 2Harper, 1855 - English literature |
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... walks about his suburban re- treat ( as he called it ) at Shacklewell , some children be- longing to a school of industry had met us , and bowed and courtesied , as he thought , in an especial manner to him . " They take me for a ...
... walks about his suburban re- treat ( as he called it ) at Shacklewell , some children be- longing to a school of industry had met us , and bowed and courtesied , as he thought , in an especial manner to him . " They take me for a ...
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... walking amid their foliage ; and the odour of their old moth - scented coverings is fragrant as the first bloom of those sciential apples which grew amid the happy orchard . Still less have I curiosity to disturb the elder repose of MSS ...
... walking amid their foliage ; and the odour of their old moth - scented coverings is fragrant as the first bloom of those sciential apples which grew amid the happy orchard . Still less have I curiosity to disturb the elder repose of MSS ...
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... walks in Clifford's Inn , or in the Temple . In addition to a provoking short - sightedness , ( the effect of late ... walking destinies returned him into the same neighbourhood again , and again the quiet image of the fireside circle at ...
... walks in Clifford's Inn , or in the Temple . In addition to a provoking short - sightedness , ( the effect of late ... walking destinies returned him into the same neighbourhood again , and again the quiet image of the fireside circle at ...
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... walks of the muses . little dramatic effusion of his , under the name of Vertumnus and Pomona , is not yet forgotten by the chroniclers of that sort of literature . It was accepted by Garrick , but the town did not give it their ...
... walks of the muses . little dramatic effusion of his , under the name of Vertumnus and Pomona , is not yet forgotten by the chroniclers of that sort of literature . It was accepted by Garrick , but the town did not give it their ...
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... walks , and summer holydays , and the greenness of fields , and the delicious juices of meats and fishes , and society , and the cheerful glass , and candlelight , and fireside conversations , and innocent vanities and jests , and irony ...
... walks , and summer holydays , and the greenness of fields , and the delicious juices of meats and fishes , and society , and the cheerful glass , and candlelight , and fireside conversations , and innocent vanities and jests , and irony ...
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Page 82 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Page 98 - What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
Page 217 - When all is done (he concludes), human life is at the greatest and the best but like a froward child, that must be played with, and humoured a little, to keep it quiet, till it falls asleep, and then the care is over.
Page 229 - I read it in thy looks ; thy languisht grace To me, that feel the like, thy state descries. Then, even of fellowship, O Moon, tell me, Is constant love deem'd there but want of wit ? Are beauties there as proud as here they be ? Do they above love to be loved, and yet Those lovers scorn, whom that love doth possess ? Do they call virtue there — ungratefulness ? The last line of this poem is a little obscured by transposition.
Page 482 - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES I HAVE had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days — All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have been laughing, I have been carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies — All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I loved a love once, fairest among women ; Closed are her doors on me, I must not see her — All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Page 98 - twas beyond a mortal's share To wander solitary there : Two paradises 'twere in one, To live in paradise alone. How well the skilful gardener drew Of flowers and herbs this dial new; Where, from above, the milder sun Does through a fragrant zodiac run, And, as it works, the industrious bee Computes its time as well as we ! How could such sweet and wholesome hours Be reckoned but with herbs and flowers...
Page 139 - He is all neighbours' fare. I am one of those who freely and ungrudgingly impart a share of the good things of this life which fall to their lot (few as mine are in this kind) to a friend. I protest I take as great an interest in my friend's pleasures, his relishes, and proper satisfactions, as in mine own. "Presents," I often say, "endear Absents...
Page 135 - While he was thinking what he should say to his father, and wringing his hands over the smoking remnants of one of those untimely sufferers, an odor assailed his nostrils, unlike any scent which he had before experienced.
Page 98 - Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide: There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and combs its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light.
Page 158 - Saturn's reign Such mixture was not held a stain: Oft in glimmering bowers and glades He met her, and in secret shades Of woody Ida's inmost grove, While yet there was no fear of Jove.