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... light up to that time . Therefore it is fair to assume that , had Lamb died in 1823 , the matter which was omitted from that volume would no doubt have been variously regarded by the subsequent race of Editors : by the early , lazy ...
... light up to that time . Therefore it is fair to assume that , had Lamb died in 1823 , the matter which was omitted from that volume would no doubt have been variously regarded by the subsequent race of Editors : by the early , lazy ...
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... light . If I had had one or two loving , enthusiastic admirers of Charles Lamb to enjoy with me the delight of perusing these uncollected Elias , I should have been " all felicity up to the brim . " For with me , as with Michael de ...
... light . If I had had one or two loving , enthusiastic admirers of Charles Lamb to enjoy with me the delight of perusing these uncollected Elias , I should have been " all felicity up to the brim . " For with me , as with Michael de ...
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... light and it will be arranged in a way which is at once inherently reasonable , from the point of view of the whole , and yet affording a pleasant result by the internal congruity and indi- viduality and companionableness ( or , so to ...
... light and it will be arranged in a way which is at once inherently reasonable , from the point of view of the whole , and yet affording a pleasant result by the internal congruity and indi- viduality and companionableness ( or , so to ...
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... light generations have succeeded , making fine fret - work among their single and double entries . Layers of dust have accumulated ( a super- foetation of dirt ! ) upon the old layers , that seldom used to be disturbed , save by some ...
... light generations have succeeded , making fine fret - work among their single and double entries . Layers of dust have accumulated ( a super- foetation of dirt ! ) upon the old layers , that seldom used to be disturbed , save by some ...
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... light , let in askance , from a prison - orifice at top , barely enough to read by . Here the poor boy was locked in by himself all day , without sight of any but the porter who brought him his bread and water - who might not speak to ...
... light , let in askance , from a prison - orifice at top , barely enough to read by . Here the poor boy was locked in by himself all day , without sight of any but the porter who brought him his bread and water - who might not speak to ...
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Página 203 - ... how I bore his death as I thought pretty well at first, but afterwards it haunted and haunted me; and though I did not cry or take it to heart as some do, and as I think he would have done if I had died, yet I missed him all day long, and knew not till then how much I had loved him. I missed his kindness, and I missed his crossness, and wished him to be alive again, to be quarrelling with him (for we quarrelled sometimes), rather than not have him again...
Página 240 - Eat, eat, eat the burnt pig, father, only taste — O Lord !" — with such-like barbarous ejaculations, cramming all the while as if he would choke. Ho-ti trembled in every joint while he grasped the abominable thing, wavering whether he should not put his son to death for an unnatural young monster, when the crackling...
Página 131 - 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 114 - ... always keeps the path. You cannot make excursions with him, for he sets you right. His taste never fluctuates. His morality never abates. He cannot compromise or understand middle actions. There can be but a right and a wrong. His conversation is as a book. His affirmations have the sanctity of an oath. You must speak upon the square with him. He stops a metaphor like a suspected person in an enemy's country. "A healthy book...
Página 237 - MANKIND, says a Chinese manuscript, which my friend M. was obliging enough to read and explain to me, for the first seventy thousand ages ate their meat raw, clawing or biting it from the living animal, just as they do in Abyssinia to this day. This period is not obscurely hinted at by their great Confucius in the second chapter of his Mundane Mutations, where he designates a kind of golden age by the term Cho-fang, literally the Cook's holiday.
Página 202 - ... or in lying about upon the fresh grass with all the fine garden smells around me - or basking in the orangery, till I could almost fancy myself ripening too along with the oranges and the limes in that grateful warmth - or in watching the dace that darted to and fro in the fish-pond, at the bottom of the garden, with here and there a great sulky pike hanging midway down the water in silent state, as if it mocked at their impertinent friskings...
Página 43 - In vain the victim, whom he delighteth to honour, struggles with destiny ; he is in the net. Lend therefore cheerfully, O man ordained to lend — that thou lose not in the end, with thy worldly penny, the reversion promised.
Página 165 - 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, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
Página 246 - Death came with timely care — his memory is odoriferous — no clown curseth, while his stomach half rejecteth, the rank bacon — no coalheaver bolteth him in reeking sausages — he hath a fair sepulchre in the grateful stomach of the judicious epicure — and for such a tomb might be content to die.
Página 197 - REVERIE /'CHILDREN love to listen to stories about their \^J elders, when they were children ; to stretch their imagination to the conception of a traditionary great-uncle, or grandame, whom they never saw. It was in this spirit that my little ones crept about me the other evening to hear about their great-grandmother Field, who lived in a great house in Norfolk...