William Hazlitt, Essayist and Critic: Selections from His Writings, with a Memoir, Biographical and CriticalF. Warne and Company, 1889 - 510 sidor |
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... equal to Lamb's , leaving a truer impression respecting them , as well as containing the most detailed criticism on their individual plays . His opinions of Rabelais , Montaigne , Cervantes , and Le Sage , which occur in the lectures on ...
... equal to Lamb's , leaving a truer impression respecting them , as well as containing the most detailed criticism on their individual plays . His opinions of Rabelais , Montaigne , Cervantes , and Le Sage , which occur in the lectures on ...
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... equal him , but none resemble . I confess that few deaths of the great writers of my time ever affected me more painfully than his . For of most of those who , with no inferior genius , have gone before him , it may be said that in ...
... equal him , but none resemble . I confess that few deaths of the great writers of my time ever affected me more painfully than his . For of most of those who , with no inferior genius , have gone before him , it may be said that in ...
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... equal power whose works are contained within a moderate compass . For twenty years he was constantly writing for his livelihood , and thus often compelled to the act of composition when his health and surroundings were anything but ...
... equal power whose works are contained within a moderate compass . For twenty years he was constantly writing for his livelihood , and thus often compelled to the act of composition when his health and surroundings were anything but ...
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... equal that of some other writers , but taken altogether , is certainly unrivalled . His works are full of spirit and vivacity , and there is at the same time an intensity and vividness of conception which embodies ideas that are so ...
... equal that of some other writers , but taken altogether , is certainly unrivalled . His works are full of spirit and vivacity , and there is at the same time an intensity and vividness of conception which embodies ideas that are so ...
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... equal to , and greatly re- sembled , that of Edmund Kean . . . He always lived ( during the period of my intimacy with him ) in furnished lodgings . . . . He usually rose at from one to two o'clock in the day - scarcely ever before ...
... equal to , and greatly re- sembled , that of Edmund Kean . . . He always lived ( during the period of my intimacy with him ) in furnished lodgings . . . . He usually rose at from one to two o'clock in the day - scarcely ever before ...
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Sida 119 - What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome?
Sida 68 - Stop up th' access and passage to remorse; That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it!
Sida 117 - Memory and her syren daughters, but by devout prayer to that eternal Spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out His seraphim, with the hallowed fire of His altar, to touch and purify the lips of whom He pleases.
Sida 224 - I have not loved the world, nor the world me; I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee, Nor coin'd my cheek to smiles, nor cried aloud In worship of an echo; in the crowd They could not deem me one of such; I stood Among them, but not of them; in a shroud Of thoughts which were not their thoughts and still could, Had I not filed my mind, which thus itself subdued.
Sida 68 - The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry 'Hold, hold!
Sida 33 - O, how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, » And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven...
Sida 164 - Dreams, books, are each a world ; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good : Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Sida 393 - The Devil was sick, the Devil a monk would be : The Devil grew well, the Devil a monk was he...
Sida 452 - It is the first mild day of March: Each minute sweeter than before, The red-breast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare, And grass in the green field.
Sida 82 - It ascends me into the brain ; dries me there all the foolish and dull and crudy vapours which environ it ; makes it apprehensive, quick, forgetive, full of nimble fiery and delectable shapes; which, delivered o'er to the voice, the tongue, which is the birth, becomes excellent wit.