The Works of Charles Lamb, Band 4Moxon, 1850 |
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... Kath . In friendship's barter The riches we exchange should hold some level , And corresponding worth . Jewels for toys Demand some thanks thrown in . You took me , sir , To that blest haven of my peace , your bosom , An orphan founder ...
... Kath . In friendship's barter The riches we exchange should hold some level , And corresponding worth . Jewels for toys Demand some thanks thrown in . You took me , sir , To that blest haven of my peace , your bosom , An orphan founder ...
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... Kath . I must guess , ' Twas a bolt You speak this of the Widow- Selby . At random shot ; but if it hit , believe me , I am most sorry to have wounded you Through a friend's side . I know not how we have swerved From our first talk . I ...
... Kath . I must guess , ' Twas a bolt You speak this of the Widow- Selby . At random shot ; but if it hit , believe me , I am most sorry to have wounded you Through a friend's side . I know not how we have swerved From our first talk . I ...
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... Kath . Selby . Some toilet service - to adjust her head , Or help to stick a pin in the right place— Kath . Indeed ' twas none of these . Selby . Or new vamp up The tarnish'd cloak she came in . I have seen her Demand such service from ...
... Kath . Selby . Some toilet service - to adjust her head , Or help to stick a pin in the right place— Kath . Indeed ' twas none of these . Selby . Or new vamp up The tarnish'd cloak she came in . I have seen her Demand such service from ...
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... Kath . I came to tell you so , but fear'd your anger— Selby . It was ill done though of this Mistress Frampton , This forward Widow . But a ride's poor loss Imports not much . In to your chamber , love , Where you with music may beguile ...
... Kath . I came to tell you so , but fear'd your anger— Selby . It was ill done though of this Mistress Frampton , This forward Widow . But a ride's poor loss Imports not much . In to your chamber , love , Where you with music may beguile ...
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... Kath . What you are pleased to speak ! -How my heart sinks here ! [ Aside . Mrs. F. My chamber to myself , my separate maid , My coach , and so forth . - Not that needle , simple one , With the great staring eye fit for a Cyclops ! Mine ...
... Kath . What you are pleased to speak ! -How my heart sinks here ! [ Aside . Mrs. F. My chamber to myself , my separate maid , My coach , and so forth . - Not that needle , simple one , With the great staring eye fit for a Cyclops ! Mine ...
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Seite 53 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state (Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate...
Seite 53 - tis true I have gone here and there And made myself a motley to the view, Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear, Made old offences of affections new.
Seite 117 - But man is a noble animal, splendid in ashes, and pompous in the grave, solemnizing nativities and deaths with equal lustre, nor omitting ceremonies of bravery in the infamy of his nature.
Seite 198 - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES. I HAVE had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Seite 282 - And holy day-rejoicing spirit down To the ever-haunting importunity Of business in the green fields, and the town — To plough, loom, anvil, spade — and oh ! most sad, To that dry drudgery at the desk's dead wood ? Who but the Being unblest, alien from good, Sabbathless Satan ! he who his unglad Task ever plies 'mid rotatory burnings, That round and round incalculably reel — For wrath divine hath made him like a wheel — In that red realm from which are no returnings : Where toiling, and turmoiling,...
Seite 53 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Seite 276 - For the long dark: ne'er more to see Through glasses of mortality. Riddle of destiny, who can show What thy short visit meant, or know What thy errand here below ? Shall we say, that Nature blind Check'd her hand, and changed her mind Just when she had exactly wrought A finish'd pattern without fault ? Could she flag, or could she tire, Or lack'd she the Promethean fire (With her nine moons...
Seite 54 - ... infirmities and weakness, the impotence of rage ; while we read it, we see not Lear, but we are Lear, — we are in his mind, we are sustained by a grandeur which baffles the malice of daughters and storms ; in the aberrations of his reason, we discover a mighty irregular power of reasoning, hnmethodised from the ordinary purposes of life, but exerting its powers, as the wind blows where it listeth, at will upon the corruptions and abuses of mankind.
Seite 87 - Thus this brook has conveyed his ashes into Avon, Avon into Severn, Severn into the narrow seas, they into the main ocean; and thus the ashes of Wicktiffe are the emblem of his doctrine, which now is dispersed all the world over.
Seite 52 - ... above all, how obvious it is that the form of speaking, whether it be in soliloquy or dialogue, is only a medium, and often a highly artificial one, for putting the reader or spectator into possession of that knowledge of the inner structure and workings of mind in a character, which he could otherwise never have arrived at in that form of composition by any gift short of intuition. We do here as we do with novels written in the epistolary form. How many improprieties, perfect solecisms, in letter-writing...