The Works of Charles and Mary Lamb: Poems and plays

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G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1903

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Pagina 21 - All, all are goue, the old familiar faces. I have a friend, a kinder friend has no man ; Like an ingrate, I left my friend abruptly ; Left him, to muse on the old familiar faces. I have had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful schooldays — All, all are gone, the .old familiar faces.
Pagina 274 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Pagina 28 - HESTER When maidens such as Hester die, Their place ye may not well supply, Though ye among a thousand try, With vain endeavour. A month or more hath she been dead,. Yet cannot I by force be led To think upon the wormy bed, And her together. A springy motion in her gait, , ; ' A rising step, did indicate Of pride and joy no commdn rate, ; That flushed her spirit.
Pagina 29 - When from thy cheerful eyes a ray Hath struck a bliss upon the day, A bliss that would not go away, A sweet fore-warning?
Pagina 48 - Riddle of destiny, who can show What thy short visit meant, or know What thy errand here below ? Shall we say, that Nature blind Check'd her hand, and changed her mind Just when she had exactly wrought A finish'd pattern without fault ? Could she flag, or could she tire, Or lack'd she the Promethean fire (With her nine moons...
Pagina 49 - Music framed for infants' glee, Whistle never tuned for thee ; Though thou want'st not, thou shall have them, Loving hearts were they which gave them. Let not one be missing; nurse See them laid upon the hearse Of infant slain by doom perverse. Why should kings and nobles have Pictured trophies to their grave...
Pagina 6 - IN my poor mind it is most sweet to muse Upon the days gone by ; to act in thought Past seasons o'er, and be again a child ; To sit in fancy on the turf-clad slope, Down -which the child would roll ; to pluck gay flowers, Make posies in the sun, which the child's hand (Childhood offended soon, soon reconciled) Would throw away, and straight take up again, Then fling them to the winds, and o'er the lawn Bound with so playful and so light a foot, That the press'd daisy scarce declined her head.
Pagina 75 - Some cry up Haydn, some Mozart, Just as the whim bites ; for my part, I do not care a farthing candle For either of them, or for Handel. — Cannot a man live free and easy, Without admiring Pergolesi ? Or thro' the world with comfort go, That never heard of Doctor Blow ? So help me heaven, I hardly have ; And yet I eat, and drink, and shave, Like other people, if you watch it, And know no more of stave or crotchet, Than did the primitive Peruvians ; Or those old ante-queer-diluvians That...
Pagina 45 - ALBUM. FRESH clad from heaven in robes of white, A young probationer of light, Thou wert my soul, an Album bright, A spotless leaf; but thought, and care, And friend and foe, in foul or fair, Have " written strange defeatures " there ; And Time with heaviest hand of all, Like that fierce writing on the wall, Hath stamp'd sad dates — he can't recall ; And error gilding worst designs — Like speckled snake that strays and shines — Betrays his path by crooked lines ; And vice hath left his ugly...
Pagina 32 - Twas but in a sort I blamed thee ; None e'er prosper'd who defamed thee ; Irony all, and feign'd abuse, Such as perplex'd lovers use, At a need, when, in despair To paint forth their fairest fair, Or in part but to express That exceeding comeliness Which their fancies...

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