The life [after sir T.N. Talfourd], letters and writings of Charles Lamb, ed. by P. Fitzgerald, المجلد 41876 |
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... poor humans from her watery bosom . This was greatness , tempered with considerate tenderness to the feelings of his scanty but welcoming entertainer . Great wert thou in thy life , Robert William Elliston ! and not lessened in thy ...
... poor humans from her watery bosom . This was greatness , tempered with considerate tenderness to the feelings of his scanty but welcoming entertainer . Great wert thou in thy life , Robert William Elliston ! and not lessened in thy ...
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... poor , very infirm , and very patient . His eye was ever on the sea with a smile ; and if he caught now and then some snatches of these wild legends , it was by accident , and they seemed not to concern him . The waves to him whispered ...
... poor , very infirm , and very patient . His eye was ever on the sea with a smile ; and if he caught now and then some snatches of these wild legends , it was by accident , and they seemed not to concern him . The waves to him whispered ...
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... go out with smugglers in their mackerel boats , or about their less ostensible business , with some satisfaction . I can even tolerate those poor 127 victims to monotony who from day to day pace 16 THE LAST ESSAYS OF ELIA .
... go out with smugglers in their mackerel boats , or about their less ostensible business , with some satisfaction . I can even tolerate those poor 127 victims to monotony who from day to day pace 16 THE LAST ESSAYS OF ELIA .
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... in their countenances . A day or two they go wandering on the shingles , picking up cockle- shells , and thinking them great things ; but in a VOL . IV . poor week imagination slackens ; they begin to dis- cover THE OLD MARGATE HOY . 17.
... in their countenances . A day or two they go wandering on the shingles , picking up cockle- shells , and thinking them great things ; but in a VOL . IV . poor week imagination slackens ; they begin to dis- cover THE OLD MARGATE HOY . 17.
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Charles Lamb Percy Hetherington Fitzgerald. poor week imagination slackens ; they begin to dis- cover that cockles produce no pearls ; and then - O then ! -if I could interpret for the pretty creatures , ( I know they have not the ...
Charles Lamb Percy Hetherington Fitzgerald. poor week imagination slackens ; they begin to dis- cover that cockles produce no pearls ; and then - O then ! -if I could interpret for the pretty creatures , ( I know they have not the ...
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الصفحة 58 - WITH how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies! How silently, and with how wan a face! What, may it be that even in heavenly place That busy archer his sharp arrows tries?
الصفحة 187 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
الصفحة 175 - To paint fair Nature, by divine command, Her magic pencil in his glowing hand, A Shakespeare rose: then, to expand his fame Wide o'er this breathing world, a Garrick came.
الصفحة 49 - Where were ye, nymphs, when the remorseless deep Closed o'er the head of your loved Lycidas? For neither were ye playing on the steep Where your old bards, the famous druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream. Ay me, I fondly dream! Had ye been there — for what could that have done?
الصفحة 175 - Wide o'er this breathing world, a Garrick came, Though sunk in death the forms the Poet drew, The Actor's genius bade them breathe anew ; Though, like the bard himself, in night they lay, Immortal Garrick call'd them back to day ; And till Eternity with power sublime Shall mark the mortal hour of hoary Time, Shakspea.re and Garrick like twin stars shall shine, And earth irradiate with a beam divine.' It would be an insult to my readers' understandings to attempt anything like a criticism on this...
الصفحة 109 - When you came home with twenty apologies for laying out a less number of shillings upon that print after Lionardo which we christened the "Lady Blanch," when you looked at the purchase and thought of the money, and thought of the money and looked again at the picture, — was there no pleasure in being a poor man ? Now you have nothing to do but to walk into Colnaghi's and buy a wilderness of Lionardos. Yet, do you...
الصفحة 59 - The curious wits, seeing dull pensiveness Bewray itself in my long-settled eyes, Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise, With idle pains, and missing aim, do guess. Some, that know how my spring I did address, Deem that my Muse some fruit of knowledge plies ; Others, because the Prince my service tries, Think, that I think state errors to redress ; But harder judges judge, ambition's rage, Scourge of itself, still climbing slippery place, Holds my young brain captiv'd in golden cage. O fools,...
الصفحة 81 - BELSHAZZAR the king made a great feast to a thousand of his lords, and drank wine before the thousand. Belshazzar, whiles he tasted the wine, commanded to bring the golden and silver vessels which his father Nebuchadnezzar had taken out of the temple which was in Jerusalem; that the king, and his princes, his wives, and his concubines, might drink therein.
الصفحة 212 - She has lived among horrors till she is become "native and endowed unto that element.
الصفحة 113 - God, we are safe, which always followed when the topmost stair, conquered, let in the first light of the whole cheerful theatre down beneath us — I know not the fathom line that ever touched a descent so deep as I would be willing to bury more wealth in than Croesus had, or the great Jew R is supposed to have, to purchase it. And now do just look at that merry little Chinese waiter holding an umbrella, big enough for a bed-tester, over the head of that pretty insipid half-Madona-ish chit of a lady...