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...and sky, and breezes and solitary walks, and summer holidays, and the greenness of fields, and the juices of meats and fishes, and society, and the cheerful glass, and candle-light, and fireside conversations, and jests and irony, — do not these things go out with...

...rooted up without blood. They do not willingly seek Lavinian shores. A new state of being staggers me. Sun, and sky, and breeze, and solitary walks, and...and fishes, and society, and the cheerful glass, and candle-light, and fireside conversations, and innocent vanities, and jests, and irony itself— do...

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...destroy it. Lamb, after Coleridge's death, as if wear)' of " this green earth," as if not caring if "sun and sky and breeze, and solitary walks, and summer...and fishes, and society, and the cheerful glass, and candle-light, and fireside conversations, and innocent vanities, and jests, and irony itself," went...

...distressing to read. He won't go anywhere if he can help it:— ' A new state of being staggers me. Sun and sky, and breeze, and solitary walks, and summer...and the delicious juices of meats and fishes, and the cheerful glass, and candle-light, and fireside conversations, and innocent vanities and jests,...

...rooted up without blood. They do not willingly seek Lavinian shores. A new state of being staggers me. Sun, and sky, and breeze, and solitary walks, and...and fishes, and society, and the cheerful glass, and candle-light, and fireside conversations, and innocent vanities, and jests, and irony itself, — do...

...plant a terrible fixed foot, and are not rooted up without blood. ... A new state of being staggers me. Sun, and sky, and breeze, and solitary walks, and...and fishes, and society, and the cheerful glass, and candle-light, and fireside conversations, and innocent vanities and jests, and irony itself, — do...