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Literary Sketches and Letters: Being the Final Memorials of Charles Lamb ...
Повний перегляд - 1849
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Сторінка 60 - Stands in the sun, and with no partial gaze Views all creation ; and he loves it all, And blesses it, and calls it very good ! This is indeed to dwell with the most High ! Cherubs and rapture-trembling Seraphim Can press no nearer to the Almighty's Throne.
Сторінка 139 - The Falconer to the Lady said ; And she made answer " ENDLESS SORROW ! " For she knew that her Son was dead. She knew it by the Falconer's words, And from the look of the Falconer's eye; And from the love which was in her soul For her youthful Romilly.
Сторінка 142 - Stood fixed; and fixed resemblances were seen To implements of ordinary use, But vast in size, in substance glorified; Such as by Hebrew prophets were beheld In vision - forms uncouth of mightiest power For admiration and mysterious awe.
Сторінка 237 - With peculiar fondness they will recall that venerable chamber, in which all the antique gravity of a college library was so singularly blended with all that female grace and wit could devise to embellish a drawing-room.
Сторінка 13 - 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 mad-house at Hoxton. I am got somewhat rational now, and don't bite any one. But mad I was. And many a vagary my imagination played with me, enough to make a volume if all were told.
Сторінка 237 - They will remember, above all, the grace, and the kindness, far more admirable than grace, with which the princely hospitality of that ancient mansion was dispensed. They will remember the venerable and benignant countenance and the cordial voice of him who bade them welcome. They will remember that temper which years of pain, of sickness, of lameness, of confinement, seemed only to make sweeter and sweeter, and that frank politeness, which at once relieved all the embarrassment of the youngest and...
Сторінка 251 - Ay, sir ; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand.
Сторінка 105 - Travels, where the mind is kept in a placid state of little wonderments ; but the Ancient Marinere undergoes such Trials, as overwhelm and bury all individuality or memory of what he was, like the state of a man in a Bad dream, one terrible peculiarity of which is : that all consciousness of personality is gone. Your other observation is I think as well a little unfounded : the Marinere from being conversant in supernatural events has acquired a supernatural and strange cast of phrase, eye, appearance,...
Сторінка 62 - I cannot bear to think on her deplorable state. To the shock she received on that our evil day, from which she never completely recovered, I impute her illness. She says, poor thing, she is glad she is come home to die with me, I was always her favourite : " No after friendship e'er can raise The endearments of our early days, Nor e'er the heart such fondness prove, As when it first began to love.