Sybil Tawse
Illustrations for The Essays of Elia by Charles Lamb |
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![]() 1. How reverend is the view of these hushed heads. ![]() 2. Ye mild and happy pair. ![]() 3. In Christ Church Reverend Quadrangle. ![]() 4. There was love for the bringer. ![]() 5. Moonlight itself, with its shadowy and spectral appearances. ![]() 6. A clear fire, a clean hearth, and the rigour of the game. ![]() 7. Bridget and I should be ever playing. ![]() 8. Thrumming on my friend A's piano. ![]() 9. Every Quakeress is a lily. ![]() 10. He is boy-rid, sick of perpetual boy. ![]() 11. I ventured to ask him how he liked my beauty. ![]() 12. What a terrible shaking it is to their poor nerves! ![]() 13. He saw, unseen, the happy girl. ![]() 14. Dropping them into a china basin of fair water. ![]() 15. A creature that might have sat to a sculptor. ![]() 16. I remember the waiting at the door. ![]() 17. Inquiring of him the way to some street. ![]() 18. The most elegant spot in the metropolis. ![]() 19. The old benchers had it almost sacred to themselves. ![]() 20. The soul of the first Alice looked out at her eyes. ![]() 21. "The King"—"The cloth". ![]() 22. A lost chimney sweeper. ![]() 23. Those old blind tobits. ![]() 24. When I consider how little of a rarity children are—. |
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