The Collected Works of William Hazlitt: Contributions to the Edinburgh reviewJ. M. Dent & Company, 1904 |
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The Collected Works of William Hazlitt: Contributions to the Edinburgh review William Hazlitt Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1904 |
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The Collected Works of William Hazlitt: Contributions to the Edinburgh review William Hazlitt Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1904 |
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Էջ 264 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
Էջ 411 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Էջ 410 - Christabel is not, properly speaking, irregular, though it may seem so from its being founded on a new principle ; namely, that of counting in each line the accents, not the syllables.
Էջ 408 - And thus the lofty lady spake — All they who live in the upper sky, Do love you, holy Christabel! And you love them, and for their sake And for the good which me befell, Even I in my degree will try, Fair maiden, to requite you well. But now unrobe yourself; for I Must pray, ere yet in bed I lie.
Էջ 382 - One touch of nature makes the whole world kin, That all with one consent praise new-born gawds, Though they are made and moulded of things past, And give to dust that is a little gilt More laud than gilt o'er-dusted.
Էջ 194 - Till body up to spirit work, in bounds Proportion'd to each kind. So from the root Springs lighter the green stalk; from thence the leaves More airy; last the bright consummate flower Spirits odorous breathes...
Էջ 407 - So free from danger, free from fear, They crossed the court : right glad they were. And Christabel devoutly cried, To the lady by her side, Praise we the Virgin all divine Who hath rescued thee from thy distress ! Alas, alas! said Geraldine, I cannot speak for weariness.
Էջ 257 - Lido through the harbour piles, The likeness of a clump of peaked isles. And then, as if the earth and sea had been Dissolved into one lake of fire, were seen Those mountains towering, as from waves of flame, Around the vaporous sun ; from which there came The inmost purple spirit of light, and made Their very peaks transparent. "Ere it fade," Said my companion, "I will show you soon A better station.
Էջ 263 - The breath of the moist earth is light, Around its unexpanded buds ; Like many a voice of one delight, The winds, the birds, the ocean floods, The City's voice itself is soft like Solitude's.
Էջ 382 - To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery. Take the instant way For honour travels in a strait so narrow, W'here one but goes abreast: keep then the path; For emulation hath a thousand sons, That one by one pursue: If you give way...