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Joseph Paice, of Bread-street-hill, merchant, and one of the Directors of the South-Sea company the same to whom Edwards, the Shakspeare commentator, has addressed a fine sonnet was the only pattern of consistent gallantry I have met with. He took me under his shelter at an early age, and bestowed some pains upon me. It was not his fault that I did not profit more.
"Faith, you may say `ah' now as much as you please," said Garry, as he held out the villainous-looking bullet gripped in his forceps. "For there's the baste that did you all the damage, an' we'll soon pull you up, alannah, with that ugly paice of mischief out of the way, sure!"
"Grieving for her poor dog Ivan, who " "Och yes, I saw the noble baste," interrupted Garry in his quick, enthusiastic way. "Begorrah, colonel, he fought betther than any two- legged Christian amongst us, an' I can't say more than that for him, sure, paice to his name!"
Look at her grandmother, me sister Bessy, it's plinty of paice and comfort she had wid her marryin'."
Joseph Paice was, as Lamb pointed out to Barton in a letter in January, 1830, a real person, and all that Lamb records. According to Miss Anne Manning's Family Pictures, 1860, Joseph Paice, who was a friend of Thomas Coventry, took Lamb into his office at 27 Bread Street Hill somewhere in 1789 or 1790 to learn book-keeping and business habits.
"Ye're as wilcome at the Huts, as if ye owned thim, and I love ye as I did my own brother, before I left the county Leitrim paice to his sowl!" "He dead?" asked Nick, sententiously; for he had lived enough among the pale-faces to have some notions of then theory about the soul. "That's more than I know but, living or dead, the man must have a sowl, ye understand, Nicholas.
While he was there, I thought I might as well be taking observations around there, makin' sartin' to not get out of sight of the hoss, so I shouldn't get lost from him." "And is he near by?" "Not more than a mile away. I was pokin" round like a thaif in a pratie-patch, when I coom onto a small paice of soft airth, where, as sure as the sun shines, I seed your footprint.
The sonnet in question, which was modelled on that addressed by Milton to Cyriack Skinner, was addressed to Paice, as the author's nephew, bidding him carry on the family line. Paice, however, as Lamb tells us, did not marry. London Magazine, September, 1821. Lamb's connection with the Temple was fairly continuous until 1817, when he was thirty-eight.
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