...destroy it. Lamb, after Coleridge's death, as if weary of this " green earth," as if not caring if " sun and sky and breeze, and solitary walks, and summer...the greenness of fields, and the delicious juices, and society, and the cheerful glass, and candle light, and fireside conversations, and innocent vanities,...

...so warmly to and yet sported so playfully with the objects of his attachment. Well might he ask — Sun and sky and breeze, and solitary walks and summer...the greenness of fields, and the delicious juices ol meats and fishes, and society and candlelight, and fireside conversations, and innocent vanities...

...terrible fixed foot, and are not rooted up without blood. They do not willingly seek Lavinian shores. A new state of being staggers me. Sun, and sky, and...innocent vanities, and jests, and irony itself— ao these things go out with life ? Can a ghost laugh, or shake his gaunt sides, when you are pleasant...

...terrible fixed foot, and are not rooted up without blood. They dc not willingly seek Lavinian shores. A new state of being staggers me. Sun, and sky, and breeze, and solitary walks, and summer holydays, and the greenness of fields, and the delicious juices of meats and fishes, and society, and...

...half earnest, very charming and distressing to read. He won't go anywhere if he can help it : — ' A new state of being staggers me. Sun and sky, and...and the delicious juices of meats and fishes, and the cheerful glass, and candle-light, and fireside conversations, and innocent vanities and jests,...

...and sky, and breezes and solitary walks, and summer holidays, and the greenness of fields, and the juices of meats and fishes, and society, and the cheerful...and candle-light, and fireside conversations, and jests and irony, — do not these things go out with life ? Can a ghost laugh, or shake his gaunt sides,...

...They do not willingly seek Lavinian shores. A new state of being staggers me. Sun and sky, and breezes and solitary walks, and summer holidays, and the greenness of fields, and the juices of meats and fishes, and society, and the cheerful glass, and candle-light, and fireside conversations,...

...terribly fixed foot, and are not rooted up without blood. They do not willingly seek Lavinian shores. A new state of being staggers me. Sun, and sky, and...delicious juices of meats and fishes, and society, .ind the cheerful glass, and candlelight, and fireside conversations, and innocent vanities and jests,...

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...destroy it. Lamb, after Coleridge's death, as if wear)' of " this green earth," as if not caring if "sun and sky and breeze, and solitary walks, and summer...and innocent vanities, and jests, and irony itself," went out with life, willingly sought " Lavinian shores." " Lamb," as Mr. John Forster says in his beautiful...