Works: Including His Most Intesesting LettersBell and Daldy, 1867 - 648 pages |
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... thou , O my soul , Life is a vision shadowy of truth ; And vice , and anguish , and the wormy grave , Shapes of a dream . ' I thank you for these lines in the name of a necessarian . " To Priestley , Lamb repeatedly alludes as to the ...
... thou , O my soul , Life is a vision shadowy of truth ; And vice , and anguish , and the wormy grave , Shapes of a dream . ' I thank you for these lines in the name of a necessarian . " To Priestley , Lamb repeatedly alludes as to the ...
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... thou'lt soar when creation shall sink . ' BURNS . " " Thursday . " I am now in high hopes to be able to visit you , if perfectly convenient on your part , by the end of next month - perhaps the last week or fortnight in July . A change ...
... thou'lt soar when creation shall sink . ' BURNS . " " Thursday . " I am now in high hopes to be able to visit you , if perfectly convenient on your part , by the end of next month - perhaps the last week or fortnight in July . A change ...
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... thou listest with them . My eyes ledge , language too high for friendship ; but ache with writing long and late , and I wax it is also , I declare , too sincere for flattery . wondrous sleepy ; God bless you and yours , Now , to put on ...
... thou listest with them . My eyes ledge , language too high for friendship ; but ache with writing long and late , and I wax it is also , I declare , too sincere for flattery . wondrous sleepy ; God bless you and yours , Now , to put on ...
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... thou libellous varlet , -why here ; scarce one has heard of Burns ; few you cried the hours yourself , and who made but laugh at me for reading my Testament , you so proud ! But I submit , to show my - they talk a language I understand ...
... thou libellous varlet , -why here ; scarce one has heard of Burns ; few you cried the hours yourself , and who made but laugh at me for reading my Testament , you so proud ! But I submit , to show my - they talk a language I understand ...
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... thou with me hast shared , Companion dear ; and we alike have fared , Poor pilgrims we , through life's unequal ways . It were unwisely done , should we refuse To cheer our path , as featly as we may , - Our lonely path to cheer , as ...
... thou with me hast shared , Companion dear ; and we alike have fared , Poor pilgrims we , through life's unequal ways . It were unwisely done , should we refuse To cheer our path , as featly as we may , - Our lonely path to cheer , as ...
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admiration beauty BERNARD BARTON blank verse bless character CHARLES LAMB Christ's Hospital Coleridge David Hartley dead Dear death delightful dream Dyer Elia Enfield Essays Essays of Elia excuse expression eyes fancy fear feel following letter genius gentle gentleman George Dyer give Godwin gone grace hand hath Hazlitt head hear heard heart honour hope humour Inner Temple Islington Joan of Arc kind lady Lamb's lines live Lloyd London look Mary Mary Lamb mind morning Moxon nature never night person play pleasant pleasure poem poet poetry poor Pray present pretty Quaker remember scarce seems Shakspeare sister Skiddaw sonnet soul Southey spirit Stowey sweet talk tell thank thee things thou thought tion verses Vincent Bourne volume walk week wish words Wordsworth write written young
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Page 457 - In the same hour came forth fingers of a man's hand, and wrote over against the candlestick upon the plaster of the wall of the king's palace ;' and the king saw the part of the hand that wrote. Then the king's countenance was changed, and his thoughts troubled him, so that the joints of his loins were loosened, and his knees smote one against another.
Page 390 - ... a bad man for aught I knew; and then I thought of the pleasure my aunt would be taking in thinking that I - I myself, and not another - would eat her nice cake - and what should I say to her the next time I saw her - how naughty I was to part with her pretty present...
Page 598 - While their sorrow's at the height, Lose discrimination quite, And their hasty wrath let fall, To appease their frantic gall, On the darling thing whatever, Whence they feel it death to sever, Though it be, as they, perforce, Guiltless of the sad divorce. For I must (nor let it grieve thee, Friendliest of plants, that I must) leave thee.
Page 67 - When from thy cheerful eyes a ray Hath struck a bliss upon the day, A bliss that would not go away, A sweet fore-warning?
Page 414 - He is known by his knock. Your heart telleth you, " That is Mr ." A rap, between familiarity and respect, that demands, and at the same time seems to despair of entertainment. He entereth smiling and embarrassed. He holdeth out his hand to you to shake, and draweth it back again. He casually looketh in about dinner-time, when the table is full.
Page 469 - It strengthened and knit our compact closer. We could never have been what we have been to each other if we had always had the sufficiency which you now complain of. The resisting power — those natural dilations of the youthful spirit which circumstances cannot straiten — with us are long since passed away.
Page 414 - With half the familiarity, he might pass for a casual dependant ; with more boldness, he would be in no danger of being taken for what he is. He is too humble for a friend ; yet taketh on him more state than befits a client. He is a worse guest than a country tenant, inasmuch as he bringeth up no rent ; yet 'tis odds, from his garb and demeanour, that your guests take him for one.
Page 383 - JAMES WHITE is extinct, and with him these suppers have long ceased. He carried away with him half the fun of the world when he died — of my world at least. His old clients look for him among the pens ; and missing him, reproach the altered feast of St. Bartholomew, and the glory of Smithfield departed for ever.
Page 326 - THE human species, according to the best theory I can form of it, is composed of two distinct races, the men who borrow, and the men who lend.
Page 65 - Knowledge insignificant and vapid as Mrs. B.'s books convey, it seems, must come to a child in the shape of knowledge, and his empty noddle must be turned with conceit of his own powers when he has learnt, that a horse is an animal, and Billy is better than a horse, and such like ; instead of that beautiful interest in wild tales, which made the child a man, while all the time he suspected himself to be no bigger than a child.