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Samuel Laman Blanchard - from Lyric offerings 1828



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Samuel Laman Blanchard (15 May 1804 – 15 February 1845) was a British author and journalist.  The son of a painter and glazier, he was born at Great Yarmouth. He was educated at St Olave's school, Southwark, and then became clerk to a proctor in Doctors' Commons. At an early age he developed an interest in literature, contributing dramatic sketches to a paper called Drama. For a short time he belonged to a travelling theatre company, but then became a proof-reader in London, and wrote for the Monthly Magazine. In 1827 he was made secretary of the Zoological Society, a post he held for three years.  In 1828 he published Lyric Offerings, dedicated to Charles Lamb.

But his story had a sad, truly sad end.  Over-work broke down his strength and, after his wife died in December 1844 of a painful illness, Blanchard entered a depression from which he never recovered. He committed suicide with a razor, and was buried at West Norwood Cemetery.

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Lyric offerings - Samuel Laman Blanchard 1828

Pleasures lie thickest where no pleasures seem
There's not a leaf that falls upon the ground
But holds some joy, of silence or of sound,
Some sprite begotten of a summer dream,
The very meanest things are made supreme
With innate ecstasy.  No grain of sand
But moves a bright and million peopled land
And hath its Edens and its Eves, I deem.

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