The Works of Charles Lamb: To which are Prefixed His Letters, and a Sketch of His Life, Volume 2Harper & Brothers, 1850 - English literature |
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... told you such a saint's day falls out next week , or the week after . Peradventure the Epiphany , by some periodical infelicity , would , once in six years , merge in a Sabbath . Now am I little better than one of the profane . Let me ...
... told you such a saint's day falls out next week , or the week after . Peradventure the Epiphany , by some periodical infelicity , would , once in six years , merge in a Sabbath . Now am I little better than one of the profane . Let me ...
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... told he had run away . This was the punishment for the first offence . As a novice , I was soon after taken to see the dungeons . These were little , square , Bedlam cells , where a boy could just lie at his length upon straw and a ...
... told he had run away . This was the punishment for the first offence . As a novice , I was soon after taken to see the dungeons . These were little , square , Bedlam cells , where a boy could just lie at his length upon straw and a ...
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... told me , was her first love ; but whist had engaged her maturer esteem . The former , she said , was showy and specious , and likely to allure young per- sons . The uncertainty and quick shifting of partners — a thing which the ...
... told me , was her first love ; but whist had engaged her maturer esteem . The former , she said , was showy and specious , and likely to allure young per- sons . The uncertainty and quick shifting of partners — a thing which the ...
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... told it you , if you please , that he who hath not a drachm of folly in his mix- ture , hath pounds of much worse matter in his composition . It is observed , " that the foolisher the fowl or fish - wood- cocks , dotterels , codsheads ...
... told it you , if you please , that he who hath not a drachm of folly in his mix- ture , hath pounds of much worse matter in his composition . It is observed , " that the foolisher the fowl or fish - wood- cocks , dotterels , codsheads ...
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... told us , with expressions of a sober re- morse . And it was not till long after the impression had begun to wear away , that I was enabled , with something like a smile , to recall the striking incongruity of the confession ...
... told us , with expressions of a sober re- morse . And it was not till long after the impression had begun to wear away , that I was enabled , with something like a smile , to recall the striking incongruity of the confession ...
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Page 249 - Then the king's countenance was changed, and his thoughts troubled him, so that the joints of his loins were loosed, and his knees smote one against another.
Page 287 - So every spirit, as it is most pure, And hath in it the more of heavenly light, So it the fairer body doth procure To habit in, and it more fairly dight, With cheerful grace and amiable sight. For, of the soul, the body form doth take, For soul is form, and doth the body make.
Page 233 - 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 250 - Then spake Joshua to the LORD in the day when the LORD delivered up the Amorites before the children of Israel, and he said in the sight of Israel, Sun, stand thou still upon Gibeon; and thou Moon, in the valley of Ajalon.
Page 267 - Do you remember how we eyed it for weeks before we could make up our minds to the purchase, and had not come to a determination till it was near ten o'clock of the Saturday night, when you set off from Islington fearing you should be too late — and when the old bookseller, with some grumbling, opened his shop, and by the twinkling taper (for he was setting bedwards) lighted out the relic from his dusty treasures, and when...
Page 35 - 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. To these two original diversities may be reduced all those impertinent classifications of Gothic and Celtic tribes, white men, black men, red men. All the dwellers upon earth, " Parthians, and Medes, and Elamites," flock hither, and do naturally fall in with one or other of these primary distinctions.
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 140 - ... surrendering himself up to the new-born pleasure, he fell to tearing up whole handfuls of the scorched skin with the flesh next it, and was cramming it down his throat in his beastly fashion, when his sire entered amid the smoking rafters, armed with...
Page 121 - ... thee, nor are we children at all. The children of Alice call Bartrum father. We are nothing, less than nothing, and dreams. We are only what might have been, and must wait upon the tedious shores of Lethe millions of ages before we have existence, and a name...
Page 233 - Come, Sleep, O Sleep, the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release, The indifferent judge between the high and low!