The Collected Works of William Hazlitt: The principal picture-galleries in England. Notes of a journey through France and Italy. Miscellaneous essays on the fine artsJ. M. Dent & Company, 1903 |
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الصفحة 149 - He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday — All this rushed with his blood — shall he expire, And unavenged? — Arise, ye Goths, and glut your ire.
الصفحة 55 - And fast by, hanging in a golden chain, This pendent world, in bigness as a star Of smallest magnitude close by the moon.
الصفحة 141 - Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread But as the marigold at the sun's eye; And in themselves their pride lies buried, For at a frown they in their glory die. The painful warrior famoused for fight, After a thousand victories once foil'd, Is from the book of honour razed quite, And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd.
الصفحة 19 - s dragonish, A vapour sometime like a bear or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendent rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon 't, that nod unto the world And mock our eyes with air : thou hast seen these signs ; They are black vesper's pageants.
الصفحة 308 - Must not from others' work a copy take ; No, not from Rubens or Vandyke ; Much less content himself to make it like Th' ideas and the images which lie In his own fancy, or his memory. No, he before his sight must place The natural and living face ; The real object must command Each judgment of his eye, and motion of his hand. From these and all long errors of the way, In which our wandering predecessors went, And like th...
الصفحة 376 - Michael Angelo has left, in one of his sonnets, a fine apostrophe to the earliest poet of Italy : " Fain would I, to be what our Dante was, Forego the happiest fortunes of mankind." What landscape-painter does not feel this of Claude ?* I have heard an anecdote connected with the reputation of Gainsborough's pictures, which rests on pretty good authority.
الصفحة 131 - Flavia the least and slightest toy Can with resistless art employ. This Fan in meaner hands would prove An engine of small force in love ; But she, with such an air and mien, Not to be told or safely seen, Directs its wanton motions so, That it wounds more than Cupid's bow ; Gives coolness to the matchless dame, To every other breast a flame.
الصفحة 53 - Sacred City:" might not our Oxford be called so too ? There is an air about it resonant of joy and hope : it speaks with a thousand tongues to the heart : it waves its mighty shadow over the imagination : it stands in lowly sublimity on the " hill of ages," and points with prophetic fingers to the sky: it greets the eager gaze from afar " with glistening spires and pinnacles adorned...
الصفحة 388 - O, there be players that I have seen play, and heard others praise, and that highly, not to speak it profanely, that, neither having the accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made them and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
الصفحة 60 - She said; then raging to Sir Plume repairs, And bids her beau demand the precious hairs: (Sir Plume of amber snuff-box justly vain, And the nice conduct of a clouded cane...