The Essays of EliaMacmillan, 1894 - 425 pages |
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Page vi
... matter or manner of Lamb's contributions . The writer had not to see all that made the individuality of his style disappear under the editor's hand , as his review of the Excursion in the Quarterly had suffered under Gifford's . To ...
... matter or manner of Lamb's contributions . The writer had not to see all that made the individuality of his style disappear under the editor's hand , as his review of the Excursion in the Quarterly had suffered under Gifford's . To ...
Page vii
... 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 sixteenth and seventeenth centuries . Shakspeare and Milton he knew ...
... 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 sixteenth and seventeenth centuries . Shakspeare and Milton he knew ...
Page viii
... matter of some difficulty in Lamb's case , for his inaccuracy is all but perverse . But besides those avowedly introduced as such , his style is full of quotations held - if the expression may be allowed - in solution . One feels ...
... matter of some difficulty in Lamb's case , for his inaccuracy is all but perverse . But besides those avowedly introduced as such , his style is full of quotations held - if the expression may be allowed - in solution . One feels ...
Page xvi
... matters of fact with deliberate falsification . His essays are full of autobiography , but often purposely dis- guised , whether to amuse those who were in the secret , or to perplex those who were not , it is impossible to say . In his ...
... matters of fact with deliberate falsification . His essays are full of autobiography , but often purposely dis- guised , whether to amuse those who were in the secret , or to perplex those who were not , it is impossible to say . In his ...
Page xvii
... matter of quotation , as already remarked , this is curiously shown . He seldom quotes even a hackneyed passage from Shakspeare or Milton correctly ; and sometimes he half - remembers a passage from some old author , and re - writes it ...
... matter of quotation , as already remarked , this is curiously shown . He seldom quotes even a hackneyed passage from Shakspeare or Milton correctly ; and sometimes he half - remembers a passage from some old author , and re - writes it ...
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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...