Essays of Elia, and Eliana. With a memoir by Barry Cornwall, Τόμος 1G. Bell, 1879 |
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... remember , you entered the precinct through a lowering archway that opened into a gloomy pas- sage , Inner Temple Lane . On the east side rose the church ; and on the west was a dark line of chambers , since pulled down and rebuilt ...
... remember , you entered the precinct through a lowering archway that opened into a gloomy pas- sage , Inner Temple Lane . On the east side rose the church ; and on the west was a dark line of chambers , since pulled down and rebuilt ...
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... remember them as being the first lines which I ever saw of Charles Lamb's writing . I remember and admire them still ; for their natural unaffected style ; no pretence , no straining for images and fancies flying too high above the ...
... remember them as being the first lines which I ever saw of Charles Lamb's writing . I remember and admire them still ; for their natural unaffected style ; no pretence , no straining for images and fancies flying too high above the ...
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... remember that he had a very gentle aspect when he looked at my children . He took the hand of my dear daughter ( who died lately ) in his hand , and spoke some words to her , the recollection of which , perhaps , helped , with other ...
... remember that he had a very gentle aspect when he looked at my children . He took the hand of my dear daughter ( who died lately ) in his hand , and spoke some words to her , the recollection of which , perhaps , helped , with other ...
Σελίδα 61
... remember your mountains to the last day of my life . They haunt me perpetually . I am like a man who has been falling in love unknown to himself , which he finds out when he leaves the lady . " He soon subsided , however , into his old ...
... remember your mountains to the last day of my life . They haunt me perpetually . I am like a man who has been falling in love unknown to himself , which he finds out when he leaves the lady . " He soon subsided , however , into his old ...
Σελίδα 62
... remember " ( his sister says to him , in the Essay on " Old China " ) " the brown suit that grew so threadbare , all because of that folio of Beaumont and Fletcher that you dragged home late at night from Barker's in Covent Garden ...
... remember " ( his sister says to him , in the Essay on " Old China " ) " the brown suit that grew so threadbare , all because of that folio of Beaumont and Fletcher that you dragged home late at night from Barker's in Covent Garden ...
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Essays of Elia and Eliana... with a Memoir by Barry Cornwall, Τόμος 1 Charles Lamb Πλήρης προβολή - 1892 |
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Σελίδα 302 - Far other worlds, and other seas ; Annihilating all that'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 claps its silver wings ; And till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light.
Σελίδα 188 - How have I seen the casual passer through the cloisters stand still, entranced with admiration (while he weighed the disproportion between the speech and the garb of the young Mirandula), to hear thee unfold, in thy deep and 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-echoed to the accents of the inspired charity-boy...
Σελίδα 302 - 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 328 - We are not of Alice, nor of thee, nor are we children at all. The children of Alice called Bartrum father. We are nothing; less than nothing, and dreams. We are only what might have been, and must wait upon the tedious shores of Lethe millions of ages before we have existence, and a name...
Σελίδα 198 - Reader, if haply thou art blessed with a moderate collection, be shy of showing it; or if thy heart overfloweth to lend them, lend thy books; but let it be to such a one as STC ; he will return them (generally anticipating the time appointed) with usury; enriched with annotations, tripling their value.
Σελίδα 191 - THE human species, according to the best theory I can form of it, is composed of two distinct races, the men who borrow, and the men who lend. To these two original diversities may be reduced all those impertinent classifications of Gothic and Celtic tribes, white men, black men, red men. All the dwellers upon earth, " Parthians, and Medes, and Elamites," flock hither, and do naturally fall in with one or other of these primary distinctions.
Σελίδα 399 - THE artificial Comedy, or Comedy of manners, is quite extinct on our stage. Congreve and Farquhar show their heads once in seven years only, to be exploded and put down instantly. The times cannot bear them.
Σελίδα 264 - 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 370 - Whether, supposing that the flavour of a pig who obtained his death by whipping (per flagellationem extremam) superadded a pleasure upon the palate of a man more intense than any possible suffering we can conceive in the animal, is man justified in using that method of putting the animal to death ?
Σελίδα 189 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war. Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, 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.