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Gone before To that unknown and silent shore.
Charles Lamb
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Charles Lamb
Age: 59 †
Born: 1775
Born: February 10
Died: 1834
Died: December 27
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When twilight dews are falling soft Upon the rosy sea, love, I watch the star whose beam so oft Has lighted me to thee, love.
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The cheerful Sabbath bells, wherever heard, Strike pleasant on the sense, most like the voice Of one, who from the far-off hills proclaims Tidings of good to Zion.
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Not many sounds in life, and I include all urban and all rural sounds, exceed in interest a knock at the door.
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Oh for a tongue to curse the slave Whose treason, like a deadly blight, Comes o'er the councils of the brave, And blasts them in their hour of might!
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We all have some taste or other, of too ancient a date to admit of our remembering it was an acquired one.
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This world is all a fleeting show, For man's illusion given The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, Theres nothing true but Heaven.
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A man can never have too much Time to himself, nor too little to do. Had I a little son, I would christen him Nothing-To-Do he should do nothing. Man, I verily believe, is out of his element as long as he is operative. I am altogether for the life contemplative.
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I cannot sit and think books think for me.
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How some they have died, and some they have left me, And some are taken from me all are departed All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
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In every thing that relates to science, I am a whole Encyclopaedia behind the rest of the world.
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A book reads the better which is our own, and has been so long known to us, that we know the topography of its blots, and dog's ears, and can trace the dirt in it to having read it at tea with buttered muffins.
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Summer, as my friend Coleridge waggishly writes, has set in with its usual severity.
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Who has not felt how sadly sweet The dream of home, the dream of home, Steals o'er the heart, too soon to fleet, When far o'er sea or land we roam?
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And when once the young heart of a maiden is stolen, The maiden herself will steal after it soon.
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No work is worse than overwork the mind preys on itself,--the most unwholesome of food.
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