Memoirs of Charles LambW. W. Gibbings, 1892 - 291 pàgines |
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Pàgina 283 - So might we talk of the old familiar faces — How some they have died, and some they have left me, And some are taken from me ; all are...
Pàgina 80 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome!
Pàgina 24 - Believe thou, O my soul, Life is a vision shadowy of Truth ; And vice, and anguish, and the wormy grave, Shapes of a dream ! The veiling clouds retire, And lo ! the Throne of the redeeming God Forth flashing unimaginable day Wraps in one blaze earth, heaven, and deepest hell.
Pàgina 59 - When from thy cheerful eyes a ray Hath struck a bliss upon the day, A bliss that would not go away, A sweet fore-warning?
Pàgina 248 - Charles! my dear Charles !' said Wordsworth ; but Lamb, perfectly innocent of the confusion he had created, was off again by the fire. After an awful pause the comptroller said, 'Don't you think Newton a great genius?' I could not stand it any longer. Keats put his head into my books. Ritchie squeezed in a laugh. Wordsworth seemed asking himself, 'Who is this?' Lamb got up, and taking a candle, said, 'Sir, will you allow me to look at your phrenological development...
Pàgina 267 - ... rejects the lore Of nicely-calculated less or more ; So deemed the man who fashioned for the sense These lofty pillars, spread that branching roof Self-poised, and scooped into ten thousand cells, Where light and shade repose, where music dwells Lingering — and wandering on as loth to die; Like thoughts whose very sweetness yieldeth proof That they were born for immortality.
Pàgina 6 - languages " were taught in it then ! I am sure that neither my sister nor myself brought any out of it but a little of our native English. By "mathematics," reader, must be understood
Pàgina xiii - At length they were watched, the terrible mystery discovered, and father and son summoned to take their trial at Pekin, then an inconsiderable assize town. Evidence was given, the obnoxious food itself produced in court, and verdict about to be pronounced, when the foreman of the jury begged that some of the burnt pig, of which the culprits stood accused, might be handed into the box. He handled it, and they all handled it, and burning...
Pàgina 249 - With me, sir?' said Wordsworth, 'not that I remember.' 'Don't you, sir? I am a comptroller of stamps.' There was a dead silence; — the comptroller evidently thinking that was enough. While we were waiting for Wordsworth's reply, Lamb sung out Hey diddle diddle, The cat and the fiddle. ' My dear Charles ! ' said Wordsworth, — Diddle diddle dumpling, my son John, chaunted Lamb, and then rising, exclaimed, 'Do let me have another look at that gentleman's organs.
Pàgina 272 - His spirit, but the recompense was high ; Firm Independence, Bounty's rightful sire ; Affections, warm as sunshine, free as air; And when the precious hours of leisure came, Knowledge and wisdom, gained from converse sweet With books, or while he ranged the crowded streets With a keen eye, and overflowing heart : So genius triumphed over seeming wrong, And poured out truth in works by thoughtful love Inspired — :works potent over smiles and tears.