The Collected Works of William Hazlitt, Volumen5J.M. Dent & Company, 1902 |
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... death . But that chapter does not need a commentary ! At is for want of some such resting place for the imagination that the Greek statues are little else than specious forms . They are marble to the touch and to the heart . They have ...
... death . But that chapter does not need a commentary ! At is for want of some such resting place for the imagination that the Greek statues are little else than specious forms . They are marble to the touch and to the heart . They have ...
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... death , and broods over the silent air . He is the severest of all writers , the most hard and impenetrable , the most opposite to the flowery and glittering ; who relies most on his own power , and the sense of it in others , and who ...
... death , and broods over the silent air . He is the severest of all writers , the most hard and impenetrable , the most opposite to the flowery and glittering ; who relies most on his own power , and the sense of it in others , and who ...
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... death : - ' Have ye not seen somtime a pale face ( Among a prees ) of him that hath been lad Toward his deth , wheras he geteth no grace , And swiche a colour in his face hath had , Men mighten know him that was so bestad , Amonges all ...
... death : - ' Have ye not seen somtime a pale face ( Among a prees ) of him that hath been lad Toward his deth , wheras he geteth no grace , And swiche a colour in his face hath had , Men mighten know him that was so bestad , Amonges all ...
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... death still triumphed in his song . more of this deep , internal , sustained sentiment , than any other writer , except Boccaccio . In depth of simple pathos , and intensity of con- ception , never swerving from his subject , I think no ...
... death still triumphed in his song . more of this deep , internal , sustained sentiment , than any other writer , except Boccaccio . In depth of simple pathos , and intensity of con- ception , never swerving from his subject , I think no ...
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... death and slaughter painted on the wall , is this one : ' The statue of Mars upon a carte stood Armed , and looked grim as he were wood . A wolf ther stood beforne him at his fete With eyen red , and of a man he ete . ' The story of ...
... death and slaughter painted on the wall , is this one : ' The statue of Mars upon a carte stood Armed , and looked grim as he were wood . A wolf ther stood beforne him at his fete With eyen red , and of a man he ete . ' The story of ...
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Página 166 - Each spake words of high disdain And insult to his heart's best brother : They parted — ne'er to meet again ! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder ; A dreary sea now flows between, But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Página 59 - And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
Página 166 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth ; And constancy lives in realms above ; And life is thorny ; and youth is vain ; And to be wroth with one we love, Doth work like madness in the brain.
Página 73 - Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the Sun, her Eyes the Gazers strike, And, like the Sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful Ease, and Sweetness void of Pride, Might hide her Faults, if Belles had Faults to hide : If to her share some Female Errors fall, Look on her Face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Página 10 - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Página 64 - 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?
Página 188 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
Página 114 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Página 78 - ... In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half -hung, The floors of plaster, and the walls of dung, On once a flock-bed, but repaired with straw, With tape-tied curtains never meant to draw, The George and Garter dangling from that bed Where tawdry yellow strove with dirty red, Great Villiers lies — alas ! how changed from him, That life of pleasure, and that soul of whim ! Gallant and gay, in Cliveden's proud alcove, The bower of wanton Shrewsbury and love ; Or just as gay at council, in a ring...
Página 58 - Siren 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...