The Essays of EliaHoughton, Mifflin, and Company, 1907 - 226 psl. |
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... thought it not good for man to be alone preserve me from the more prodigious monstros- ity of being never by myself . " This round of First Edition of Collected Works , 1818 conviviality was doubtless the reason why eight years showed ...
... thought it not good for man to be alone preserve me from the more prodigious monstros- ity of being never by myself . " This round of First Edition of Collected Works , 1818 conviviality was doubtless the reason why eight years showed ...
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... thought , " Coleridge is dead . " In December a fall and a slight gash upon his face resulted in an illness which his weakening health could not combat . Before the end of the month , Decem- ber , 1834 , Lamb had passed away and was ...
... thought , " Coleridge is dead . " In December a fall and a slight gash upon his face resulted in an illness which his weakening health could not combat . Before the end of the month , Decem- ber , 1834 , Lamb had passed away and was ...
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... thought about them ; and never to tire of thinking and judging . This is the attitude that makes for intellectual righteousness , and this attitude was Lamb's . Strength With an imagination , a sentiment , a love of revery , a depth of ...
... thought about them ; and never to tire of thinking and judging . This is the attitude that makes for intellectual righteousness , and this attitude was Lamb's . Strength With an imagination , a sentiment , a love of revery , a depth of ...
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... thought and trusted the right- ness of his judgments . Perhaps we are slow to appreciate this aspect of Lamb's greatness because his whole person- ality takes us so by storm that we forget to analyze it into its parts ; perhaps Lamb ...
... thought and trusted the right- ness of his judgments . Perhaps we are slow to appreciate this aspect of Lamb's greatness because his whole person- ality takes us so by storm that we forget to analyze it into its parts ; perhaps Lamb ...
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... thought the sentiment the bright solitary star of your lives , -ye mild and happy pair , which cheered you in the night of intellect , and in the obscurity of your station ! This was to you instead of riches , instead of - - - - rank ...
... thought the sentiment the bright solitary star of your lives , -ye mild and happy pair , which cheered you in the night of intellect , and in the obscurity of your station ! This was to you instead of riches , instead of - - - - rank ...
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27 psl. - Come back into memory, like as thou wert in the dayspring of thy fancies, with hope like a fiery column before thee — the dark pillar not yet turned — Samuel Taylor Coleridge — Logician, Metaphysician, Bard ! — How have I seen the casual passer through the Cloisters stand still, entranced with admiration (while he weighed the disproportion between the speech and the garb of the young Mirandula), to hear thee unfold, in thy deep and sweet intonations, the mysteries of...
52 psl. - Gorgons, and Hydras, and Chimaeras dire — stories of Celaeno and the Harpies — may reproduce themselves in the brain of superstition ; but they were there before. They are transcripts, types, — the archetypes are in us, and eternal.
116 psl. - James White is extinct, and with him these suppers have long ceased. He carried away with him half the fun of the world when he died — of my world at least.
98 psl. - We are not of Alice, nor of thee, nor are we children at all. The children of Alice call Bartrum father. We are nothing ; less than nothing ; and dreams. We are only what might have been, and must wait upon the tedious shores of Lethe millions of ages before we have existence, and a name.
97 psl. - Then I told how for seven long years, in hope sometimes, sometimes in despair, yet persisting ever, I courted the fair Alice W n ; 8 and, as much as children could understand, I explained to them what coyness, and difficulty, and denial meant in maidens — when suddenly, turning to Alice, the soul of the first Alice looked out at her eyes with such a reality of re-presentment, that I became in doubt which of them stood there before me, or whose that bright hair was...
134 psl. - Agathocles' pot — a Mordecai in your gate— a Lazarus at your door — a lion in your path — a frog in your chamber — a fly in your ointment — a mote in your eye — a triumph to your enemy— an apology to your friends — the one thing not needful — the hail in harvest — the ounce of sour in a pound of sweet.
94 psl. - ... where they were set up, and looked as awkward as if some one were to carry away the old tombs they had seen lately at the Abbey, and stick them up in Lady C.'s tawdry gilt drawing-room. Here John smiled, as much as to say, That would be foolish, indeed.
41 psl. - I even think that sentimentally I am disposed to harmony. But organically I am incapable of a tune. I have been practising
121 psl. - Thus this custom of firing houses continued, till in process of time, says my manuscript, a sage arose, like our Locke, who made a discovery, that the flesh of swine, or indeed of any other animal, might be cooked (burnt, as they called it) without the necessity of consuming a whole house to dress it.
53 psl. - Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.