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... bless you and yours , me and mine ! Good night . C. LAMB . I will keep my eyes open reluctantly a minute longer to tell you that I love you for those simple , tender , heart - flowing lines with which you conclude your last , and in my ...
... bless you and yours , me and mine ! Good night . C. LAMB . I will keep my eyes open reluctantly a minute longer to tell you that I love you for those simple , tender , heart - flowing lines with which you conclude your last , and in my ...
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... 129 , are probably too light for the volume where the Religious Musings are ; but I remember some very beautiful lines , addressed by somebody at Bristol to somebody in London . God bless you once more - Thursday 54 LETTERS.
... 129 , are probably too light for the volume where the Religious Musings are ; but I remember some very beautiful lines , addressed by somebody at Bristol to somebody in London . God bless you once more - Thursday 54 LETTERS.
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Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb William MacDonald. in London . God bless you once more - Thursday Night . C. LAMB . XV . TO THE SAME [ Fragment . ] Dec. 5 , 1796 . At length I have done with verse - making ; not that I relish other people's ...
Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb William MacDonald. in London . God bless you once more - Thursday Night . C. LAMB . XV . TO THE SAME [ Fragment . ] Dec. 5 , 1796 . At length I have done with verse - making ; not that I relish other people's ...
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... bless its little heart ! -a kiss for me . Bring him up to know the meaning of his Christian name , and what that name ( imposed upon him ) will demand of him . God love you ! C. LAMB . I write , for one thing , to say that I shall write ...
... bless its little heart ! -a kiss for me . Bring him up to know the meaning of his Christian name , and what that name ( imposed upon him ) will demand of him . God love you ! C. LAMB . I write , for one thing , to say that I shall write ...
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... blessing partly , and partly a curse . When I can abstract myself from things present , I can enjoy it with a freshness of relish ; but it more constantly operates to an unfavourable comparison with the un- interesting converse I always ...
... blessing partly , and partly a curse . When I can abstract myself from things present , I can enjoy it with a freshness of relish ; but it more constantly operates to an unfavourable comparison with the un- interesting converse I always ...
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beautiful bless brother CHARLES LAMB Charles Lloyd Clarkson copy David Hartley dead Dear DOROTHY WORDSWORTH exquisite eyes fancy fear feel friendship genius gentleman George Dyer give glad Godwin gone hath Hazlitt head hear heard heart Holcroft hope Joan Joan of Arc kind lady leave letter lines live Lloyd London look maid Mary Milton mind Miss morning never night play pleased pleasure poem poet poetry poor Pray present pretty prose Religious Musings remember Rickman ROBERT SOUTHEY S. T. Coleridge SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE scarce sent Shakspeare sister Skiddaw sonnet soul Southey spirit suppose sure sweet talk tell thank thee thing thou thought tion town verses volume week WILLIAM WILLIAM AYRTON WILLIAM GODWIN WILLIAM HAZLITT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wish words Wordsworth write wrote young
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176 psl. - ... steams of soups from kitchens, the pantomimes — London itself a pantomime and a masquerade — all these things work themselves into my mind, and feed me without a power of satiating me. The wonder of these sights impels me into night-walks about her crowded streets, and I often shed tears in the motley Strand from fulness of joy at so much life.