Charles Lamb and the LloydsEdward Verrall Lucas Smith, Elder, 1898 - 297 pagina's |
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Pagina 66
... morning beam , Dear to the eye , especially if end It bring to wicked and portentous dream ) In transient intercourse , and seldom given , Is bless'd to him as visitant from Heaven . ( Allsop , by the way , in his reminiscences of ...
... morning beam , Dear to the eye , especially if end It bring to wicked and portentous dream ) In transient intercourse , and seldom given , Is bless'd to him as visitant from Heaven . ( Allsop , by the way , in his reminiscences of ...
Pagina 70
... Morning Post , ' and the friend of Citizen Thelwall , who , when he visited Stowey , was watched by a spy sent thither for the purpose by the Government . Lloyd , save for an inoperative sympathy with universal brotherhood , was ...
... Morning Post , ' and the friend of Citizen Thelwall , who , when he visited Stowey , was watched by a spy sent thither for the purpose by the Government . Lloyd , save for an inoperative sympathy with universal brotherhood , was ...
Pagina 113
... morning at Breakfast . . . . I hardly think we shall have one vacant day . ' A fortnight later Lamb , writing to Manning , gave an account of his call : Tell Charles I have seen his mamma , and have almost fallen in love with her ...
... morning at Breakfast . . . . I hardly think we shall have one vacant day . ' A fortnight later Lamb , writing to Manning , gave an account of his call : Tell Charles I have seen his mamma , and have almost fallen in love with her ...
Pagina 114
... exquisite lustre in this the morning of your life , and the afternoon will be a settled sun- shine , in which you will enjoy more real happiness than many , who are less prone to sensation 114 CHARLES LAMB AND THE LLOYDS.
... exquisite lustre in this the morning of your life , and the afternoon will be a settled sun- shine , in which you will enjoy more real happiness than many , who are less prone to sensation 114 CHARLES LAMB AND THE LLOYDS.
Pagina 130
... morning , and full with the dew of heaven , as a lamb's fleece ; but when a ruder breath had forced open its virgin modesty , and dismantled its too youthful and unripe retirements , it began to put on dark- ness , and to decline to ...
... morning , and full with the dew of heaven , as a lamb's fleece ; but when a ruder breath had forced open its virgin modesty , and dismantled its too youthful and unripe retirements , it began to put on dark- ness , and to decline to ...
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ANNA SEWARD Anti-Jacobin beautiful believe Birmingham Bishop brother Catherine Hutton character Charles Lamb Charles Lloyd Christopher Wordsworth Coleridge and Lamb Coleridge's Cottle Dear Sir delight English Epistle father feel friendship give Godwin Greek happy Hartley Coleridge heart Homer hope Horace Iliad interesting James kind Lamb wrote Lamb's Letters Lamb's next letter letter to Robert live London married Mary Mary Lamb ment mind nature never night o'er Odyssey Old Brathay Owen Lloyd passage pleasure poem poet poetic poetry Pope Pope's printed Priscilla Quakers remarks remember replied rhyme Robert Lloyd S. T. COLERIDGE Saffron Walden Sampson Lloyd Samuel Taylor Coleridge seems sentiment sonnet Sophia Lloyd Southey spirit Stowey sweet tell thee things Thomas thou thought thro tion translation of Homer verse volume wife wish word Wordsworth write written young youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 257 - Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant, barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song, — where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the...
Pagina 132 - ... burial, and we shall perceive the distance to be very great and very strange. But so have I seen a rose newly springing from the clefts of its hood, and at first it was fair as the morning and full with the dew of heaven as a lamb's fleece; but when a ruder breath had forced open its virgin modesty and dismantled its too youthful and unripe retirements...
Pagina 128 - Streets, streets, streets, markets, theatres, churches, Covent Gardens, shops sparkling with pretty faces of industrious milliners, neat sempstresses, ladies cheapening, gentlemen behind counters lying, authors in the street with spectacles, George Dyers (you may know them by their gait), lamps lit at night, pastry-cooks
Pagina 131 - It is a mighty change that is made by the death of every person, and it is visible to us who are alive. Reckon but from the sprightfulness of youth, and the fair cheeks and full eyes of childhood, from the vigorousness and strong flexure of the joints of five-and-twenty to the hollowness and dead paleness, to the loathsomeness and horror of a three days' burial, and we shall perceive the distance to be very great and very strange.
Pagina 51 - Bigod, ordinarily ministered to the other two. There was clambering and jostling, you may be sure, who should get at the first table - for Rochester in his maddest days could not have done the humours of the scene with more spirit than my friend.
Pagina 51 - ... how he would recommend this slice of white bread, or that piece of...
Pagina 132 - ... morning, and full with the dew of heaven, as a lamb's fleece ; but when a ruder breath had forced open its virgin modesty, and dismantled its too youthful and unripe retirements, it began to put on darkness, and to decline to softness and the symptoms of a sickly age; it bowed the head, and broke its stalk, and, at night, having lost some of its leaves and all its beauty, it fell into the portion of weeds and outworn faces.
Pagina 54 - 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. I have a friend, a kinder friend has no man : Like an ingrate, I left my friend abruptly ; Left him, to muse on the old familiar faces.
Pagina 47 - I gaz'd — and sigh'd, and sigh'd ! — for, ah ! how soon Eve darkens into night. Mine eye perus'd With tearful vacancy the dampy grass Which wept and glitter'd in the paly ray; And...
Pagina 52 - 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.