The Prose Works of Charles Lamb ...: Elia. First seriesE. Moxon, 1836 |
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Σελίδα 9
... sweet breasts , " as our ancestors would have called them , culled from club - rooms and orchestras - chorus singers- first and second violoncellos - double basses - and clarionets who ate his cold mutton , and drank his punch , and ...
... sweet breasts , " as our ancestors would have called them , culled from club - rooms and orchestras - chorus singers- first and second violoncellos - double basses - and clarionets who ate his cold mutton , and drank his punch , and ...
Σελίδα 18
... sweet food of academic institution , nowhere is so pleasant , to while away a few idle weeks at , as one or other of the Universities . Their vacation , too , at this time of the year , falls in so pat with ours . Here I can take my ...
... sweet food of academic institution , nowhere is so pleasant , to while away a few idle weeks at , as one or other of the Universities . Their vacation , too , at this time of the year , falls in so pat with ours . Here I can take my ...
Σελίδα 29
... sweet Calne in Wilt- shire ! To this late hour of my life , I trace impressions left by the recollection of those friendless holidays .. The long warm days of summer never return but they bring with them a gloom from the haunting memory ...
... sweet Calne in Wilt- shire ! To this late hour of my life , I trace impressions left by the recollection of those friendless holidays .. The long warm days of summer never return but they bring with them a gloom from the haunting memory ...
Σελίδα 47
... sweet intonations , the mysteries of Jamblichus , or Plotinus ( for even in those years thou waxedst not pale at such philosophic draughts ) , or reciting Homer in his Greek , or Pindar - while the walls of the old Grey Friars re ...
... sweet intonations , the mysteries of Jamblichus , or Plotinus ( for even in those years thou waxedst not pale at such philosophic draughts ) , or reciting Homer in his Greek , or Pindar - while the walls of the old Grey Friars re ...
Σελίδα 48
... , sanguine , volatile , sweet- natured ; F dogged , faithful , anticipative of insult , warm - hearted , with something of the old · Roman height about him . Fine , frank - hearted Fr- , the present master 48 CHRIST'S HOSPITAL.
... , sanguine , volatile , sweet- natured ; F dogged , faithful , anticipative of insult , warm - hearted , with something of the old · Roman height about him . Fine , frank - hearted Fr- , the present master 48 CHRIST'S HOSPITAL.
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Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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...
Σελίδα 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...
Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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...
Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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!