Sidelights on Charles LambThe author, 1903 - 370 頁 |
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第 105 頁 - Where Angels tremble while they gaze, He saw; but blasted with excess of light, Closed his eyes in endless night.
第 251 頁 - With me, sir?" said Wordsworth, "not that I remember." "Don't you, sir? I am a comptroller of stamps." There was a dead silence; — the comptroller evidently thinking that was enough. While we were waiting for Wordsworth's reply, Lamb sung out Hey diddle diddle, The cat and the fiddle. "My dear Charles!" said Wordsworth, — Diddle diddle dumpling, my son John, chaunted Lamb, and then rising, exclaimed, " Do let me have another look at that gentleman's organs".
第 195 頁 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret...
第 117 頁 - BEFORE the starry threshold of Jove's court /My mansion is, where those immortal shapes Of bright aerial spirits live insphered In regions mild of calm and serene air...
第 148 頁 - But, howsoever thou pursu'st this act, Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught; leave her to heaven, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once. The glow-worm shows the matin to be near, And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire; Adieu, adieu, adieu, remember me.
第 138 頁 - She was none of your lukewarm gamesters, your half-and-half players, who have no objection to take a hand, if you want one to make up a rubber ; who affirm that they have no pleasure in winning ; that they like to win one game and lose another ; that they can while away an hour very agreeably at a card-table, but are indifferent whether they play or no ; and will desire an adversary who has slipped a wrong card to take it up and play another.
第 250 頁 - then you are a silly fellow." "Charles! my dear Charles!" said Wordsworth; but Lamb, perfectly innocent of the confusion he had created, was off again by the fire. After an awful pause the comptroller said: "Don't you think Newton a great genius ?" I could not stand it any longer. Keats put his head into my books. Ritchie squeezed in a laugh. Wordsworth seemed asking himself: "Who is this?
第 35 頁 - it were a life of gods to dwell in such an element," to see, and hear, and write brave things : — " These high and gusty relishes of life Have no allayings of mortality.
第 59 頁 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice...
第 316 頁 - EMINENT COMPOSERS 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, nor for Handel Cannot a man live free and easy, Without admiring Pergolesi ? Or thro...