The Letters of Charles Lamb, Volym 1

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Macmillan & Company, 1904
 

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Sida 182 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Sida 74 - Truly the light is sweet, and a pleasant thing it is for the eyes to behold the sun : but if a man live many years, and rejoice in them all ; yet let him remember the days of darkness ; for they shall be many.
Sida 260 - He is retired as noontide dew, Or fountain in a noon-day grove ; And you must love him, ere to you He will seem worthy of your love...
Sida 60 - Stands in the sun, and with no partial gaze Views all creation ; and he loves it all, And blesses it, and calls it very good...
Sida 235 - ... while all the time he suspected himself to be no bigger than a child. Science has succeeded to poetry no less in the little walks of children than with men. Is there no possibility of averting this sore evil ? Think what you would have been now, if instead of being fed with tales and old wives...
Sida 400 - But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation...
Sida 14 - 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.
Sida 403 - SPENSER. | BACON. THE OXFORD MOVEMENT. Twelve Years, 1833-1845. THE BEGINNING OF THE MIDDLE AGES. (Included in this Series by permission of Messrs. LONGMANS &Co.) OCCASIONAL PAPERS. Selected from The Guardian, The Times, and The Saturday Revie^v, 1846-1890. 2 Vols. Life and Letters of Dean Church.
Sida 353 - Empires have been overturned, crowns trodden into dust, the face of the western world quite changed : your friends have all got old — those you left blooming — myself (who am one of the few that remember you), those golden hairs which you recollect my taking a pride in, turned to silvery and grey.
Sida 174 - She folded her arms beneath her cloak, And stole to the other side of the oak.

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