The Prose Works of Charles Lamb ...: Elia. First seriesE. Moxon, 1836 |
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... stood the Mulberry - gardens — and the Conduit in Cheap - with many a pleasant anecdote , derived from paternal tradition , of those grotesque figures which Hogarth has immortalized in his picture of Noon , -the worthy descendants of ...
... stood the Mulberry - gardens — and the Conduit in Cheap - with many a pleasant anecdote , derived from paternal tradition , of those grotesque figures which Hogarth has immortalized in his picture of Noon , -the worthy descendants of ...
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... stood , much less can explain with any heraldic certainty at this time of day , -to the illustrious , but unfortunate house of Derwentwater . This was the secret of Thomas's stoop . This was the thought- the sentiment - the bright ...
... stood , much less can explain with any heraldic certainty at this time of day , -to the illustrious , but unfortunate house of Derwentwater . This was the secret of Thomas's stoop . This was the thought- the sentiment - the bright ...
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... stood as passive as one by the side of the old shelves . I longed to new - coat him in Russia , and assign him his place . He might have mustered for a tall Scapula . D. is assiduous in his visits to these seats of learn- ing . No ...
... stood as passive as one by the side of the old shelves . I longed to new - coat him in Russia , and assign him his place . He might have mustered for a tall Scapula . D. is assiduous in his visits to these seats of learn- ing . No ...
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... stood at his bed - side . None saw when he ate them . It was rumoured that he pri- vately devoured them in the night . He was watched , but no traces of such midnight practices were dis- coverable . Some reported , that , on leave ...
... stood at his bed - side . None saw when he ate them . It was rumoured that he pri- vately devoured them in the night . He was watched , but no traces of such midnight practices were dis- coverable . Some reported , that , on leave ...
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... stood it ) , but to enforce the uttermost stripe . Old Bamber Gascoigne , and Peter Aubert , I remember , were colleagues on one occasion , when the beadle turning rather pale , a glass of brandy was ordered to prepare him for the ...
... stood it ) , but to enforce the uttermost stripe . Old Bamber Gascoigne , and Peter Aubert , I remember , were colleagues on one occasion , when the beadle turning rather pale , a glass of brandy was ordered to prepare him for the ...
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Página 187 - s made To a green thought in a green shade. Here at the fountain's sliding foot Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside My soul into the boughs does glide ; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and combs its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light.
Página 45 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakespeare with the English man-ofwar, 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.
Página 187 - What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
Página 230 - ... old great house and gardens too, but had too much spirit to be always pent up within their boundaries, — and how their uncle grew up to man's estate as brave as he was handsome...
Página 228 - I in particular used to spend many hours by myself in gazing upon the old busts of the twelve Caesars, that had been Emperors of Rome, till the old marble heads would seem to live again, or I to be turned into marble with them...
Página 151 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Página 19 - What a place to be in is an old library! It seems as though all the souls of all the writers, that have bequeathed their labours to these Bodleians, were reposing here, as in some dormitory, or middle state. I do not want to handle, to profane the leaves, their winding-sheets. I could as soon dislodge a shade. I seem to inhale learning, walking amid their foliage...
Página 187 - Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas, Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
Página 184 - 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 my oldest recollections.
Página 185 - What an antique air had the now almost effaced sun-dials, with their moral inscriptions, seeming coevals with that Time which they measured, and to take their revelations of its flight immediately from heaven, holding correspondence with the fountain of light!