 | 1837 - 656 pages
...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 pages
...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... | |
 | 1838 - 1012 pages
...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 b« strange to you ; so are your rural . in.. 178 179 lions to me. But consider,... | |
 | 1838 - 716 pages
...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 gathers... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Sir Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1838 - 480 pages
...of satiating me. The wonder of these sights impel 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... | |
 | 346 pages
...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 - 556 pages
...satiating me. The wonder of these sights impels me into night-walks about her crowded streets, and 1 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 pages
...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... | |
 | Eliza Cook - 1850 - 432 pages
...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... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1852 - 684 pages
...wonder of these sights impels me into night-walks ¡ about her crowded streets, and I often shed i ses. — " O let him take heed how he strikes that hath a dead ha All these emotions must ¡ be strange to you ; so are your rural emo| t ions to me. But consider, what... | |
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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 night-walks about... 
