The plain speaker: opinions on books, men, and things [by W. Hazlitt]. By W. Hazlitt, ed. by his son, Том 11851 |
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... Perhaps there is too much the appearance of relaxation and trifling ( as if he had escaped the shackles of rhyme ) , a caprice , a levity , and a disposition to innovate in words and ideas . Still the genuine master - spirit of the ...
... Perhaps there is too much the appearance of relaxation and trifling ( as if he had escaped the shackles of rhyme ) , a caprice , a levity , and a disposition to innovate in words and ideas . Still the genuine master - spirit of the ...
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... perhaps half - a - dozen times in this rambling way ; nor are we able ( though we are somewhat incredulous and surprised at these compound creations ) to detect the error , from not being prepared to trace the same connected subject of ...
... perhaps half - a - dozen times in this rambling way ; nor are we able ( though we are somewhat incredulous and surprised at these compound creations ) to detect the error , from not being prepared to trace the same connected subject of ...
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... perhaps some imperfect sugges- tions of fancy just before ; but beyond this all is mere oblivion . But I have observed that when- ever I have been waked up suddenly , and not left to myself to recover from this state of mental torpor ...
... perhaps some imperfect sugges- tions of fancy just before ; but beyond this all is mere oblivion . But I have observed that when- ever I have been waked up suddenly , and not left to myself to recover from this state of mental torpor ...
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... perhaps be in some measure accounted for from the short - sightedness and in- complete consciousness which were remarked above as the peculiar characteristics of sleep . The power of prophesying or foreseeing things in our sleep , as ...
... perhaps be in some measure accounted for from the short - sightedness and in- complete consciousness which were remarked above as the peculiar characteristics of sleep . The power of prophesying or foreseeing things in our sleep , as ...
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... Perhaps he too did not dream ! 6 6 Yet I dream sometimes ; I dream of the Louvre -Intus et in cute . I dreamt I was there a few weeks ago , and that the old scene returned — that I looked for my favourite pictures , and found them gone ...
... Perhaps he too did not dream ! 6 6 Yet I dream sometimes ; I dream of the Louvre -Intus et in cute . I dreamt I was there a few weeks ago , and that the old scene returned — that I looked for my favourite pictures , and found them gone ...
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Стр. 220 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Стр. 120 - For time is like a fashionable host That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And, with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer: welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing.
Стр. 15 - British monarchy, not more limited than fenced by the orders of the state, shall, like the proud keep of Windsor, rising in the majesty of proportion, and girt with the double belt of its kindred and coeval towers...
Стр. 358 - The quality of mercy is not strained'; It droppeth as the gentle dew from heaven Upon the place beneath* : it is twice blessed* ; It blesseth him that gives', and him that takes*.
Стр. 203 - I ever looked on Lord Keppel as one of the greatest and best men of his age ; and I loved, and cultivated him accordingly. He was much in my heart, and I believe I was in his to the very last beat.
Стр. 120 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright. To have done is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mock'ry.
Стр. 311 - And time and place are lost: where eldest Night And Chaos, ancestors of Nature, hold Eternal Anarchy, amidst the noise Of endless wars, and by confusion stand. For Hot, Cold, Moist, and Dry, four champions fierce Strive here for mastery...
Стр. 111 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion ; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colors and their forms were then to me An appetite: a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Стр. 15 - As long as our Sovereign Lord the King, and his faithful subjects, the Lords and Commons of this realm — the triple cord which no man can break; the solemn, sworn, constitutional frank-pledge of this nation; the firm guarantees of each other's being, and each other's rights; the joint and several securities, each in its place and order, for every kind, and every quality of property and of dignity...
Стр. 63 - On one occasion, he was for making out a list of persons famous in history that one would wish to see again — at the head of whom were Pontius Pilate, Sir Thomas Browne, and Dr. Faustus — but we black-balled most of his list ! But with what a gusto would he describe his favourite authors, Donne, or Sir Philip Sidney, and call their most crabbed passages...