Charles Lamb

Thomas Enort Smith, "The Late Charles Lamb" Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, 25 (May 1835) 356.

Did this delightful writer ever prepare for the press, those papers appertaining to a continental tour which he speaks of in the correspondence of the London Magazine, as being busy then in arranging? To what part of the European terra firma did he go? if to Holland, how graphically would he have described the Dutchman, with a tread like his "Gentle Giantess," and his immovable attitude and silent puffs, over his pipe of Kynaster or Virginia. I know many anecdotes of this witty and open-hearted man: — if ever human being detested hypocrisy, Lamb did; if ever human being delighted to perform a generous action, reckless of worldly ostentation or public appreciation, from pure motives alone, it was the author of Charles Woodville. How pregnant with meaning are his delineations: for instance, in speaking of his erudite friend, George Dyer, the learned explorer of college and other libraries, he says, "I will have him bound in Russia;" who would not recognise the learned author of "The Privileges of the University of Cambridge," the moment he reads this flashing sentence. Mr. Moxon's tribute to the memory of his highly-valued friend is indited with true spirit of feeling and taste. Lamb was like a beam of sunshine on his threshold, — his nearest, his most intimate friend.
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