. Memoirs of Charles Lamb; . got home from Dover Street, by Evans,half as sober as a judge. I am turning over a newleaf, as I hope you will now.* The turn of the leaf presented Miss Lambs letter;and at the foot is the following by Charles:— ** Wednesday. ^ Dears, again,—Your letter interrupted a seventhgame at picquet which we were having, after walkingto Wrights and purchasing shoes. We passedour time in cards, walks, and reading. We attackTasso soon. C. L. *^ Never was such a calm, or such a recovery. Tisher own words, undictated. In this year the choicest essays, which Lamb hadwritten since
. Memoirs of Charles Lamb; . got home from Dover Street, by Evans,half as sober as a judge. I am turning over a newleaf, as I hope you will now.* The turn of the leaf presented Miss Lambs letter;and at the foot is the following by Charles:— ** Wednesday. ^ Dears, again,—Your letter interrupted a seventhgame at picquet which we were having, after walkingto Wrights and purchasing shoes. We passedour time in cards, walks, and reading. We attackTasso soon. C. L. *^ Never was such a calm, or such a recovery. Tisher own words, undictated. In this year the choicest essays, which Lamb hadwritten since the publication of Elia, were collectedand published—as with a melancholy foreboding—under the title of ** The Last Essays of Elia; * byMr. Moxon. The work contains ample proof thatthe powers of the author had ripened rather thandeclined; for the paper called ^ Blakesmoor inH—shire, which embodies his recollection of theold mansion in which his grandmother lived ashousekeeper; those on Elliston. * Captain Jackson/. D aw^s on Sc.
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