Lectures and Essays: The letters of Charles Lamb. How I traced Charles Lamb in Hertfordshire. Nether Stowey. Coleridge's ode to Wordsworth. The death of Tennyson. The secret of charm in literature. The influence of Chaucer upon his successors. The illiterate peasant. Some aspects of Mr. Stephen Phillips's new tragedy [Paolo and Francesca]. Mr. Dickens's amateur theatricals. Charles James Mathews. True and false humour in literature. Sir George Rose. The art of conversation. The teaching of English literature. Books and their usesMacmillan and Company, limited, 1905 |
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... lines , For I have learned To look on Nature , not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth ; but hearing oftentimes The still sad music of humanity , Nor harsh , nor grating , though of ample power THE LETTERS OF CHARLES LAMB I I.
... lines , For I have learned To look on Nature , not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth ; but hearing oftentimes The still sad music of humanity , Nor harsh , nor grating , though of ample power THE LETTERS OF CHARLES LAMB I I.
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... learned , in the family - Maria and Ann . The latter , Lamb's early love , had married Mr. Bartram , a silversmith , of Princes Street , Soho . By him she had had three daughters and a son , and of these ( so that my inquiries had thus ...
... learned , in the family - Maria and Ann . The latter , Lamb's early love , had married Mr. Bartram , a silversmith , of Princes Street , Soho . By him she had had three daughters and a son , and of these ( so that my inquiries had thus ...
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... learned to bear her cross ; For she had studied patience in the school Of Christ ; much comfort she had thence derived , And was a follower of the Nazarene . And then , still under Mr. Tween's guidance , who had known the village and ...
... learned to bear her cross ; For she had studied patience in the school Of Christ ; much comfort she had thence derived , And was a follower of the Nazarene . And then , still under Mr. Tween's guidance , who had known the village and ...
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... learned to love in Percy's Reliques . The precise origin of the Lyrical Ballads , the joint work of Wordsworth and Coleridge , is matter of familiar history . Both poets have left in writing their version of its origin , and they are in ...
... learned to love in Percy's Reliques . The precise origin of the Lyrical Ballads , the joint work of Wordsworth and Coleridge , is matter of familiar history . Both poets have left in writing their version of its origin , and they are in ...
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... learned from it ? We cannot say , and it is never well to be dogmatic . But the deeply touching appropriate- ness of this poem as a comment upon Coleridge's " Ode to Wordsworth , " then fresh in that friend's memory , need not be ...
... learned from it ? We cannot say , and it is never well to be dogmatic . But the deeply touching appropriate- ness of this poem as a comment upon Coleridge's " Ode to Wordsworth , " then fresh in that friend's memory , need not be ...
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