The Works of Charles Lamb: With a Sketch of His Life and Final Memorials, Volume 2Derby & Jackson, 1857 |
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... Pindar — while the walls of the old Gray Friars re - echoed to the accents of the inspired charity boy ! Many were the wit combats " ( to dally a while with the words of 9 old Fuller ) between him and C. V. Le 34 ESSAYS OF ELIA .
... Pindar — while the walls of the old Gray Friars re - echoed to the accents of the inspired charity boy ! Many were the wit combats " ( to dally a while with the words of 9 old Fuller ) between him and C. V. Le 34 ESSAYS OF ELIA .
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... word . It was a long meal ; not , like quadrille , a feast of snatches . One or two rubbers might co - extend in duration with an evening . They gave time to form rooted friendships , to cultivate steady enmities . She despised the ...
... word . It was a long meal ; not , like quadrille , a feast of snatches . One or two rubbers might co - extend in duration with an evening . They gave time to form rooted friendships , to cultivate steady enmities . She despised the ...
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... Words are something ; but to be exposed to an endless bat- tery of mere sounds ; to be long a dying ; to lie stretched upon a rack of roses ; to keep up languor by unintermitted effort ; to pile honey upon sugar , and sugar upon honey ...
... Words are something ; but to be exposed to an endless bat- tery of mere sounds ; to be long a dying ; to lie stretched upon a rack of roses ; to keep up languor by unintermitted effort ; to pile honey upon sugar , and sugar upon honey ...
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... words with you . Slender , it shall go hard if I edge not you in somewhere . You six will engross all the poor wit of the company to - day . I know it , 1 know it . Ha ! honest R- - , my fine old librarian of Ludgate , time out of mind ...
... words with you . Slender , it shall go hard if I edge not you in somewhere . You six will engross all the poor wit of the company to - day . I know it , 1 know it . Ha ! honest R- - , my fine old librarian of Ludgate , time out of mind ...
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... word out of season ratifies . And take my word for this , reader , and say a fool told it you , if you please , that he who hath not a drachm of folly in his mix- ure , hath pounds of much worse matter in his composition . It is ...
... word out of season ratifies . And take my word for this , reader , and say a fool told it you , if you please , that he who hath not a drachm of folly in his mix- ure , hath pounds of much worse matter in his composition . It is ...
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Page 35 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Page 140 - Ho-ti himself, which was the more remarkable, instead of chastising his son, seemed to grow more indulgent to him than ever. At length they were watched, the terrible mystery discovered, and father and son summoned to take their trial at Pekin, then an inconsiderable assize town.
Page 142 - See him in the dish, his second cradle, how meek he lieth! Wouldst thou have had this innocent grow up to the grossness and indocility which too often accompany maturer swinehood? Ten to one he would have proved a glutton, a sloven, an obstinate, disagreeable animal, wallowing in all manner of filthy conversation; from these sins he is happily snatched away — Ere sin could blight or sorrow fade, Death came with timely care.
Page 100 - 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 138 - MANKIND, says a Chinese manuscript, which my friend M. was obliging enough to read and explain to me, for the first seventy thousand ages ate their meat raw, clawing or biting it from the living animal, just as they do in Abyssinia to this day. This period is not obscurely hinted at by their great Confucius in the second chapter of his Mundane Mutations, where he designates a kind of golden age by the term Cho-fang, literally the Cooks
Page 236 - Be you still fair, honour'd by public heed, By no encroachment wrong'd, nor time forgot; Nor blamed for blood, nor shamed for sinful deed. And that you know, I envy you no lot Of highest wish, I wish you so much bliss, Hundreds of years you STELLA'S feet may kiss.
Page 235 - No more, my dear, no more these counsels try; 0 give my passions leave to run their race; Let Fortune lay on me her worst disgrace; Let folk o'ercharged with brain against me cry; Let clouds bedim my face, break in mine eye; Let me no steps, but of lost labour, trace ; Let all the earth with scorn recount my case — But do not will me from my love to fly.
Page 143 - 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 93 - But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation...
Page 139 - 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.