Charles Lamb in “The Superannuated Man” has given an account of his feeling before and after his retirement. Lamb served as a clerk for long thirty-six years. Lamb in “The Superannuated Man” has given an account of his feeling before and after his retirement. Lamb served as a clerk for long thirty-six years and then . Posts about The Superannuated Man by Charles Lamb written by msatyaprakash .

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What could be more beautiful? Many were the forebodings of friends on both sides — afterwards justified — as to the wisdom of this union.

He had been with Longman, and Lamb had recom- mended him to Colbum, and then he had become Hurst’s Hterary adviser ; ,amb in the meantime he had fallen in love with Emma. Where was the quiet, where the promised rest?

The superannuated man

His perpetual worries would be read by everybody on his countenance and indeed his health was fast breaking down. Then Lamb retired from service. What would I not give to call her back to earth for one Jay!

I can visit a sick friend. Now, fascinated by Lloyd Lloyd, too, was afterwards to suffer, like Cowper, from ” the sorest malady of all “Lamb took to reading Penn and Woolman ; Lloyd, he declared, was almost turning him Quaker. And now, suddenly, he has to sit at home and face the unending prospect of a long and interminable day, for each day of the rest of his life. They had been accustomed to ” snug firesides ; the low-built roof ; parlours ten feet by ten. He led the life of a Retired Leisure.

No one ever stammered out such fine, piquant, deep, eloquent things, in half-a-dozen sentences, as he does. The fact that all time was left to him and he could enjoy it at his own sweet will produce the impression that he was dwelling in the world of Eternity.


Lists with This Book. It was as if she had stood by, paralysed, and seen another commit the act. It stood as a reaction against the Direct Method. The sudden change from slavery to complete freedom threw his mind completely out of balance.

Read More Teaching English The new method is the outcome of his research. I could scarce trust myself with myself. My afternoons will be spent in visiting the markets or the few friends I have cultivated. My poor dear, dearest sister, in a fit of insanity, has been the death of her own mother. What mystery lurks in this retroversion?

His mind experienced contrasting feelings.

I have been laughing, I have been carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies — All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. Lamb was overwhelmed with a deep sense of gratitude, joy, charpes relief.

It made him forget his parents and everything else in the world.


He had a long, melancholy face, with keen, penetrating eyes, and he walked with a short, resolute step, citywards. Earth seemed a desert I was bound to traverse. In the latter part of his professional life constant anxiety and painful nights troubled him greatly. Samuel Salt, and was buried in Widford Churchyard. But in kindness to the young hero-worshipper Lamb stayed for half an hour longer ; and then together, through the winter night, they walked back to their “common home,” the Temple.

It took a long time for the just-retired or just-freed employee to let the joy sink in.

And sometimes, after office hours, there would be the pit of the theatre, which was always close at hand ; the London playhouse of the close of the eighteenth century: There is nothing strange nor new in it. Man, I verily believe, is out of his element as long as he is operative.

Bird was for a time assisted by a very nervous young usher of the name of Starkey, who was woefully tormented by the pupils, and especially by some of the elder girls of the evening class.


Full text of “Charles Lamb”

On that first evening my aunt was lying in- sensible — to all appearance hke one dying thf my father, with his poor forehead plaistered over, from a wound he had received from a daughter, dearly loved by him, and who loved him no less dearly ; my mother a dead and murdered corpse in the next room ; yet was I wonder- fully supported. What drew these people together under this roof, high up in the Temple?

Brother and sister were buried in the same grave. To this dry drudgery of the desk’s dead wood? In summer, they turned countrjrwards ; usually to Dalston, which was not the Dalston of to-day, but a place where they walked in meadows and picked primroses ; ” and Mary corrects me when I call ’em cowslips. This is the Elia whom Thackeray has called ” Saint Charles. Time stands still in a manner to me. It was in the Reflector, edited by his friend Leigh Hunt, to which Lamb contributed so much through the yearthat he wrote on the tragedies of Shakespeare and on the genius and character of Hogarth.

Norris as a mother ; though we had few claims on them. West conducted an extensive research and experiments on the problems of teaching English as a foreign language in India. Andrew’s churchyard, where also her father and Aunt Superannuatwd lay buried.

But these were brought to a stand — still by the paralyzing touch of religious contemplation on Sundays. The furniture, all except the old bookcase that held the ” ragged veterans,” was sold.