Shall I ask the brave soldier who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree?
Charles LambRiddle of destiny, who can show What thy short visit meant, or know What thy errand here below?
Charles LambI have sat through an Italian opera, til, for sheer pain, and inexplicable anguish, I have rushed out into the noisiest places of the crowded street, to solace myself with sounds which I was not obliged to follow and get rid of the distracting torment of endless, fruitless, barren attention!
Charles Lamb