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... scales of pauperism , with open door and a common staircase . After him they silently slunk in , and followed by stealth up four flights , and saw him tap at a poor wicket CHRIST'S HOSPITAL FIVE - AND - THIRTY YEARS AGO . 19.
... scales of pauperism , with open door and a common staircase . After him they silently slunk in , and followed by stealth up four flights , and saw him tap at a poor wicket CHRIST'S HOSPITAL FIVE - AND - THIRTY YEARS AGO . 19.
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... followed him ( now Bishop of Calcutta ) , a scholar and a gen- tleman in his teens . He has the reputation of an excellent critic ; and is author ( besides the Country Spectator ) of a Treatise on the Greek Article , against Sharpe . M ...
... followed him ( now Bishop of Calcutta ) , a scholar and a gen- tleman in his teens . He has the reputation of an excellent critic ; and is author ( besides the Country Spectator ) of a Treatise on the Greek Article , against Sharpe . M ...
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... followed ; where , I re- member , the transformation of the magistrates into reverend bel- dams seemed to me a piece of grave historic justice , and the tailor carrying his own head to be as sober a verity as the legend of St. Denys ...
... followed ; where , I re- member , the transformation of the magistrates into reverend bel- dams seemed to me a piece of grave historic justice , and the tailor carrying his own head to be as sober a verity as the legend of St. Denys ...
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... followed by a pantomime , called Lun's Ghost - a satiric touch , I apprehend , upon Rich , not long since dead - but to my apprehension ( too sincere for satire ) , Lun was as remote a piece of antiquity as Lud - the father of a line of ...
... followed by a pantomime , called Lun's Ghost - a satiric touch , I apprehend , upon Rich , not long since dead - but to my apprehension ( too sincere for satire ) , Lun was as remote a piece of antiquity as Lud - the father of a line of ...
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... followed after that , as by some growing ( and not mechanical ) process , thought springs up after thought , I would almost say , as they were watered by her tears . So in those fine lines- Write loyal cantos of contemned love- Halloo ...
... followed after that , as by some growing ( and not mechanical ) process , thought springs up after thought , I would almost say , as they were watered by her tears . So in those fine lines- Write loyal cantos of contemned love- Halloo ...
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The Essays of Elia: 1st Series - Scholar's Choice Edition Charles Lamb Попередній перегляд недоступний - 2015 |
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admirable April Fool beauty Benchers better Bo-bo Bridget character CHARLES LAMB child CHRIST'S HOSPITAL comedy common confess countenance cousin day's pleasuring dear delight dreams Elgin marble Elia ESSAYS OF ELIA face fancy fear feel gentle gentleman give Gladmans grace guests hand hath head heart Hertfordshire honor hour humor imagination impertinent Inner Temple kind knew lady less lived look Malvolio manner Margate matter mind moral morning nature never night occasion once passed passion person play pleasant pleasure poor present pretty Quakers reader reason remember ROBERT WILLIAM ELLISTON scene seemed seen sense sight Sir Philip Sydney smile sometimes sort speak spirit sure sweet taste tender theatre thee thing thou thought tion told true truth walk watchet whist young younkers youth
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Сторінка 115 - 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.
Сторінка 84 - 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.
Сторінка 27 - 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.
Сторінка 114 - 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.
Сторінка 158 - Bo-bo was strictly enjoined not to let the secret escape, for the neighbors would certainly have stoned them for a couple of abominable wretches, who could think of improving upon the good meat which God had sent them. Nevertheless, strange stories got about. It was observed that Ho-ti's cottage was burnt down now more frequently than ever. Nothing but fires from this time forward.
Сторінка 89 - Despair at me doth throw; 0 make in me those civil wars to cease : 1 will good tribute pay, if thou do so. Take thou of me smooth pillows, sweetest bed ; A chamber, deaf to noise, and blind to light; A rosy garland, and a weary head.
Сторінка 33 - 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.
Сторінка 26 - Come back into memory, like as thou wert in the dayspring of thy fancies, with hope like a fiery column before thee — the dark pillar not yet turned — Samuel Taylor Coleridge — Logician, Metaphysician, Bard ! — 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...
Сторінка 59 - For the first day or two I felt stunned — overwhelmed. I could only apprehend my felicity ; I was too confused to taste it sincerely. I wandered about, thinking I was happy, and knowing that I was not. I was in the condition of a prisoner in the old Bastile, suddenly let loose after a forty years
Сторінка 134 - W — n ; and, as much as children could understand, I explained to them what coyness, and difficulty, and denial, meant in maidens — when suddenly, turning to Alice, the soul of the first Alice looked out at her eyes with such a reality of re-presentment, that I became in doubt which of them stood there before me, or whose that bright hair was...