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acquainted admiration affection already appeared bear beautiful become believe called certainly character Charles Lamb Coleridge Confessions contributions contributors course critics dated death delight doubt edition editor Elia English essay evidence expression eyes fact fancy feeling genius gentle give hand Hazlitt head heart hope idea interest Italy John kind known Lamb's late least letter lines literary living London Magazine look matter means memory mention mind nature never night notice once original pass passage Paul perhaps periodical person piece poem poets possession present printed probably proved published Quaker quoted reader reason refer remarkable remember Scott seems sense soul spirit story style success sure tell thee things thou thought tion true turn verses volume Wainewright writer written
Page 105 - Where Angels tremble while they gaze, He saw; but blasted with excess of light, Closed his eyes in endless night.
Page 58 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Page 195 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret...
Page 250 - Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son John Went to bed with his breeches on.' " The man in office, finding Wordsworth did not know who he was, said in a spasmodic and half-chuckling anticipation of assured victory, ' I have had the honour of some correspondence with you, Mr. Wordsworth.' ' With me, sir ? ' said Wordsworth,
Page 148 - But, howsoever thou pursu'st this act, Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught; leave her to heaven, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once. The glow-worm shows the matin to be near, And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire; Adieu, adieu, adieu, remember me.
Page 34 - It were a life of gods to dwell in such an element : to see, and hear, and talk brave things.
Page 138 - She was none of your lukewarm gamesters, your half-and-half players, who have no objection to take a hand, if you want one to make up a rubber ; who affirm that they have no pleasure in winning ; that they like to win one game and lose another ; that they can while away an hour very agreeably at a card-table, but are indifferent whether they play or no ; and will desire an adversary who has slipped a wrong card to take it up and play another.
Page 316 - FREE THOUGHTS ON SEVERAL EMINENT COMPOSERS. SOME cry up Haydn, some Mozart, Just as the whim bites ; for my part, I do not care a farthing candle For either of them, or for Handel.
Page 250 - then you are a silly fellow." "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?