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Those evening bells! those evening bells! How many a tale their music tells Of youth and home, and that sweet time When last I heard their soothing chime!
Charles Lamb
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Charles Lamb
Age: 59 †
Born: 1775
Born: February 10
Died: 1834
Died: December 27
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May be the truth is, that one pipe is wholesome, two pipes toothsome, three pipes noisome, four pipes fulsome, five pipes quarrelsome and that's the some on't.
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Think what you would have been now, if instead of being fed with tales and old wives' fables in childhood, you had been crammed with geography and natural history!
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No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth forgot, and all heaven around us.
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The man must have a rare recipe for melancholy, who can be dull in Fleet Street.
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I even think that, sentimentally, I am disposed to harmony. But organically I am incapable of a tune.
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