The Essays of EliaMacmillan, 1894 - 425 pages |
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Page vi
... reader of Lamb . It seems as if the choice of subject came to him almost at haphazard , —as if , like Shakspeare , he found the first plot that came to hand suitable , because the hand that was to deal with it was absolutely secure of ...
... reader of Lamb . It seems as if the choice of subject came to him almost at haphazard , —as if , like Shakspeare , he found the first plot that came to hand suitable , because the hand that was to deal with it was absolutely secure of ...
Page vii
... reader artificial in Lamb's style was natural to him . For in this matter of style he was the product of his reading , and from a child his reading had lain in the dramatists , and gener- ally in the great imaginative writers of the ...
... reader artificial in Lamb's style was natural to him . For in this matter of style he was the product of his reading , and from a child his reading had lain in the dramatists , and gener- ally in the great imaginative writers of the ...
Page ix
... readers to draw out and arrange in order the threads he has wrought into the very fabric of his English . But although Lamb's style is essentially the product of the authors he had made his own , nothing would be more untrue than to say ...
... readers to draw out and arrange in order the threads he has wrought into the very fabric of his English . But although Lamb's style is essentially the product of the authors he had made his own , nothing would be more untrue than to say ...
Page x
... readers might derive from the casual titles and subjects of these essays , and the discur- siveness of their treatment , that they are hasty things thrown off in a moment of high spirits , is of course erroneous . Lamb somewhere writes ...
... readers might derive from the casual titles and subjects of these essays , and the discur- siveness of their treatment , that they are hasty things thrown off in a moment of high spirits , is of course erroneous . Lamb somewhere writes ...
Page xiii
... reader , not that the traveller invented his facts , but that Lamb invented the traveller . Or yet once more , how exquisitely unforeseen , and how rich in tenderness , is the following remark as to the domestic happiness of himself and ...
... reader , not that the traveller invented his facts , but that Lamb invented the traveller . Or yet once more , how exquisitely unforeseen , and how rich in tenderness , is the following remark as to the domestic happiness of himself and ...
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Page 32 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Page 309 - BELSHAZZAR the king made a great feast to a thousand of his lords, and drank wine before the thousand. Belshazzar, whiles he tasted the wine, commanded to bring the golden and silver vessels which his father Nebuchadnezzar had taken out of the temple which was in Jerusalem; that the king, and his princes, his wives, and his concubines, might drink therein.
Page 310 - In the same hour came forth fingers of a man's hand, and wrote over against the candlestick upon the plaster of the wall of the king's palace ; and the king saw the part of the hand that wrote. Then the king's countenance was changed, and his thoughts troubled him, so that the joints of his loins were loosed, and his knees smote one against another.
Page 171 - See him in the dish, his second cradle, how meek he lieth ! — wouldst thou have had this innocent grow up to the grossness and indocility which too often accompany maturer swinehood ? Ten to one he would have proved a glutton, a sloven, an obstinate, disagreeable animal — wallowing in all manner of filthy conversation — from these sins he is happily snatched away — Ere sin could blight, or sorrow fade, Death came with timely care...
Page 122 - What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
Page xiii - ... out of doors to come just in time to see the sable phenomenon emerge in safety, the brandished weapon of his art victorious like some flag waved over a conquered citadel!
Page 32 - Many were the wit-combats betwixt him and Ben Jonson, which two I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances.
Page 290 - Then, even of fellowship, O Moon, tell me, Is constant love deem'd there but want of wit? Are beauties there as proud as here they be? Do they above love to be loved, and yet Those lovers scorn whom that love doth possess? Do they call 'virtue' there — ungratefulness? 94. Sleep /^OME, Sleep; O Sleep! the certain knot of peace, ^** The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release, Th...
Page 177 - It is but lost labour that ye haste to rise up early, and so late take rest, and eat the bread of carefulness : for so he giveth his beloved sleep.
Page 291 - The curious wits, seeing dull pensiveness Bewray itself in my long-settled eyes, Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise, With idle pains, and missing aim, do guess. Some, that know how my spring I did address, Deem that my Muse some fruit of knowledge plies ; Others, because...