 | Charles Lamb - 1837 - 868 strani
...satiating me. The wonder of these sights impels me into night walks about her crowded streets, and I often shed tears in the motley Strand from fulness of joy at so much life. All these emotions must be strange to you ; so are your rural emotions to me. But consider what must... | |
 | 1837 - 656 strani
...satiating me. The wonder of these sights impels me into night-walks about her crowded streets, and I often shed tears in the motley Strand from fulness of joy at so much life. All these emotions must be strange to you ; so are your rural emotions to me. But consider, what must... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1838 - 478 strani
...of satiating me. The wonder of these sights impekme into night-walks about her crowded streets, and I often shed tears in the motley Strand from fulness of joy at so much life. All these emotions must be strange to you; so are your rural emotions to me. But consider, what must... | |
 | Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1838 - 622 strani
...into night-walks about her dramatis persona:, interposed between Mephistopheles crowded streets and I often shed tears in the motley Strand, from Fulness of joy at so much lite. All these emotions must be strange to you; so are your rural and Wagner. •Learned Sir, my frie'nd,—... | |
 | 346 strani
...men. He says " a solitude, however heautiful would have no charms for m«;" and confesses that he has "often shed tears in the motley Strand, from fulness of joy at so much life." But I am again wandering from the point. I hegan hy saying that my first sketch would he laid in the... | |
 | 1838 - 716 strani
...nature. * * * The wonder of these sights impels me into night walks about her crowded streets, and I often shed tears in the motley Strand from fulness of joy at so much life."—Charles Lamb. Letter to Wordsicorik. BY dwelling long in a great city the heart gradually... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1841 - 392 strani
...satiating me. The wonder of these sights impels me into night-walks about her crowded streets, and I often shed tears in the motley Strand from fulness of joy at so much life. All these emotions must be strange to you ; so are your rural emotions to me. But consider, what must... | |
 | 1893 - 846 strani
...satiating me. The wonder of these sights impels me into night walks about her crowded streets, and I often shed tears in the motley Strand from fulness of joy at so much life. It is true that all this is not incompatible with the most affectionate reard for far other scenes... | |
 | James Hogg - 1849 - 446 strani
...satiating me. The wonder of these sights impels 147 me into night-walks about her crowded streets, and I often shed tears in the motley Strand from fulness of joy at so much life.' Such were Lamb's emotions, and they were the true emotions of his nature. A city is insufficient to... | |
 | Eliza Cook - 1850 - 432 strani
...these sights impels me into night-walks about her crowded streets ; and I oftci ELIZA COOK'S JOURNAL. shed tears in the motley Strand, from fulness of joy at so much life." Theatres are always a joy in London; and now the evening sun peeps through the gallery-windows at full... | |
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... steams of soups from kitchens, the pantomimes — London itself a pantomime and a masquerade — all these things work themselves into my mind, and feed me, without a power of satiating me. The wonder of these sights impels me into nightwalks about... 
