Letters of Charles Lamb: With Some Account of the Writer, His Friends and Correspondents, and Explanatory Notes, Volume 1G. Bell, 1886 - 451 pages |
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acquaintance admiration beauty blank verse bless brother called character Charles Lamb Charles Lloyd Christ's Hospital Coleridge's copy correspondence criticism dear death delight edition English expression exquisite eyes fancy father fear feel following letter friendship genius gentle gentleman George Dyer give Godwin gone hath Hazlitt heart hope Inner Temple Joan of Arc John John Woodvil kind lady Lamb's letter to Coleridge lines literary live Lloyd London look Lyrical Ballads Mary Mary Lamb mind Miss Lamb morning Musings nature never night perhaps play pleasure poem poet poetry poor Pray present pretty printed recollection remember Review Rickman scarcely seems sent sister Skiddaw sonnet soul Southey spirit sweet talk tell Temple thank thee things thou thought tion verses volume WILLIAM GODWIN WILLIAM HAZLITT wish words Wordsworth write written wrote young
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Page 290 - I have passed all my days in London, until I have formed as many and intense local attachments as any of you mountaineers can have done with dead Nature.
Page 146 - That converse, which we now in vain regret. How gladly would the man recall to life The boy's neglected sire ! a mother too, That softer friend, perhaps more gladly still, Might he demand them at the gates of death.
Page 197 - O happy living things! No tongue Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gush'd from my heart, And I bless'd them unaware: Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I bless'd them unaware.
Page 320 - 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 i8o2 Chapman's Homer 261 a child.
Page 168 - Truly the light is sweet, and a pleasant thing it is for the eyes to behold the sun...
Page 348 - To say all that I know of her, would be more than I think anybody could believe or ever understand ; and when I hope to have her well again with me, it would be sinning against her feelings to go about to praise her ; for I can conceal nothing that I do from her. She is older and wiser and better than I, and all my wretched imperfections I cover to myself by resolutely thinking on her goodness.
Page 321 - Science has succeeded to poetry no less in the little walks of children than with men. Is there no possibility of averting this sore evil? Think what you would have been now, if instead of being fed with tales and old wives...
Page 7 - I WAS born, and passed the first seven years of my life, in the Temple. Its church, its halls, its gardens, its fountain, its river, I had almost said — for in those young years, what was this king of rivers to me but a stream that watered our pleasant places ? — these are of my oldest recollections.
Page 347 - He is retired as noontide dew, Or fountain in a noon-day grove ; And you must love him, ere to you He will seem worthy of your love...
Page 88 - My life has been somewhat diversified of late. The six weeks that finished last year and began this, your very humble servant spent very agreeably in a madhouse at Hoxton.