The Collected Works of William Hazlitt: Fugitive writingsJ. M. Dent & Company, 1904 |
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... thought myself a lucky fellow . Such is the force of imagination ! On the outside of any other coach on the 10th of December , with a Scotch mist drizzling through the cloudy moonlight air , I should have been cold , comfortless ...
... thought myself a lucky fellow . Such is the force of imagination ! On the outside of any other coach on the 10th of December , with a Scotch mist drizzling through the cloudy moonlight air , I should have been cold , comfortless ...
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... thought physicians old women , for they had no antidote in their catalogue for brandy . An indigestion is an excellent common - place for two people that never met before . By way of ingratiating myself , I told him the story of my ...
... thought physicians old women , for they had no antidote in their catalogue for brandy . An indigestion is an excellent common - place for two people that never met before . By way of ingratiating myself , I told him the story of my ...
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... thought ) that imperti- nence was a part of no profession . A boxer was bound to beat his man , but not to thrust his fist , either actually or by implication , in every one's face . Even a highwayman , in the way of trade , may blow ...
... thought ) that imperti- nence was a part of no profession . A boxer was bound to beat his man , but not to thrust his fist , either actually or by implication , in every one's face . Even a highwayman , in the way of trade , may blow ...
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... thought it was . hope he will relish my account of it . MERRY ENGLAND The New Monthly Magazine . ] [ December , 1825 . ' St. George for merry England ! ' THIS old - fashioned epithet might be supposed to have been bestowed ironically ...
... thought it was . hope he will relish my account of it . MERRY ENGLAND The New Monthly Magazine . ] [ December , 1825 . ' St. George for merry England ! ' THIS old - fashioned epithet might be supposed to have been bestowed ironically ...
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... thought or sadness . I do not see how there can be high spirits without low ones ; and every thing has its price according to circumstances . Perhaps we have to pay a heavier tax on pleasure , than some others : what skills it , so long ...
... thought or sadness . I do not see how there can be high spirits without low ones ; and every thing has its price according to circumstances . Perhaps we have to pay a heavier tax on pleasure , than some others : what skills it , so long ...
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admiration appear beauty Beggar's Opera better character Coleridge common Covent Garden delight dress E. V. Lucas Editor effect English envy equally essay existence Faerie Queene fancy favour favourite feel French French Revolution genius give habit hand Hazlitt heart human humour idea imagination impression interest Julius Cæsar King laugh literary Literary Remains live look Lord Lord Bolingbroke Lord Byron Macbeth manner means mind moral nature never object once opinion Othello ourselves pain Paradise Lost pass passion perhaps person personal identity pleasure poet prejudice present pretend pride principle pursuit reason round Scotch seems self-love sense sentiment shew sort spirit supposed sympathy taste thing thought throw tion Titian truth turn understanding vanity virtue vulgar whole William Hazlitt wish words write
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الصفحة 67 - Let it pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon ; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit To his full height.
الصفحة 230 - Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind, In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be, In the soothing thoughts that spring...
الصفحة 382 - Wharton, the scorn and wonder of our days, Whose ruling passion was the lust of praise: Born with whate'er could win it from the wise, Women and fools must like him or he dies; Though wondering senates hung on all he spoke, The club must hail him master of the joke.
الصفحة 223 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
الصفحة 329 - Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength...
الصفحة 265 - There was a severe, worn pressure of thought about his temples, a fire in his eye (as if he saw something in objects more than the outward appearance), an intense, high, narrow forehead, a Roman nose, cheeks furrowed by strong purpose and feeling, and a convulsive inclination to laughter about the mouth, a good deal at variance with the solemn, stately expression of the rest of his face.
الصفحة 44 - My vegetable love should grow Vaster than empires and more slow ; An hundred years should go to praise Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze; Two hundred to adore each breast, But thirty thousand to the rest ; An age at least to every part, And the last age should show your heart.
الصفحة 120 - The devil was sick, the devil a monk would be ; The devil was well, the devil a monk was he.
الصفحة 67 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more, Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility ; But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
الصفحة 264 - Fix'd fate, free-will, foreknowledge absolute, as we passed through echoing grove, by fairy stream or waterfall, gleaming in the summer moonlight! He lamented that Wordsworth was not prone enough to believe in the traditional superstitions of the place, and that there was a something corporeal, a matter-of-factness, a clinging to the palpable, or often to the petty, in his poetry, in consequence.