Charles Lamb
Charles Lamb
Charles Lambwas an English writer and essayist, best known for his Essays of Elia and for the children's book Tales from Shakespeare, which he produced with his sister, Mary Lamb...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionChildren's Author
Date of Birth10 February 1775
strong faces yearning
In the Negro countenance you will often meet with strong traits of benignity. I have felt yearnings of tenderness towards some of these faces.
men enemy pun
I never knew an enemy to puns who was not an ill-natured man.
moving fall heart
Alas! how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love! Hearts that the world in vain had tried, And sorrow but more closely tied; That stood the storm when waves were rough, Yet in a sunny hour fall off, Like ships that have gone down at sea When heaven was all tranquillity.
hair enthusiasm spirit
Our spirits grow gray before our hairs.
school holiday boys
The good things of life are not to be had singly, but come to us with a mixture; like a school-boy's holiday, with a task affixed to the tail of it.
sugar honey sweetness
To pile up honey upon sugar, and sugar upon honey, to an interminable tedious sweetness.
summer writing usual
Summer, as my friend Coleridge waggishly writes, has set in with its usual severity.
holiday dry woods
Who first invented work, and bound the free And holiday-rejoicing spirit down . . . . To that dry drudgery at the desk's dead wood? . . . . Sabbathless Satan!
thanksgiving gluttony occasions
Gluttony and surfeiting are no proper occasions for thanksgiving.
dream sweet home
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?
fear cheer thinking
Thus, when the lamp that lighted The traveller at first goes out, He feels awhile benighted, And looks around in fear and doubt. But soon, the prospect clearing, By cloudless starlight on he treads, And thinks no lamp so cheering As that light which Heaven sheds.
i-like-you book historical
I like you and your book, ingenious Hone! In whose capacious all-embracing leaves The very marrow of tradition 's shown; And all that history, much that fiction weaves.
dinner eating pleasure
Oh, the pleasure of eating my dinner alone!
festivals red purpose
The red-letter days, now become, to all intents and purposes, dead-letter days.