The Collected Works of William Hazlitt: Table talk and Conversations of James Northcote, esq., R.AJ. M. Dent & Company, 1903 |
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7. oldal
... beauty is changed into a substance : the dream and the glory of the universe is made ' palpable to feeling as to sight .'- And see ! a rainbow starts from the canvas , with all its humid train of glory , as if it were drawn from its ...
... beauty is changed into a substance : the dream and the glory of the universe is made ' palpable to feeling as to sight .'- And see ! a rainbow starts from the canvas , with all its humid train of glory , as if it were drawn from its ...
8. oldal
... beauty everywhere : it is the grossness of the spectator that discovers nothing but grossness in the object . Be this as it may , I spared no pains to do my best . If art was long , I thought that life was so too at that moment . got in ...
... beauty everywhere : it is the grossness of the spectator that discovers nothing but grossness in the object . Be this as it may , I spared no pains to do my best . If art was long , I thought that life was so too at that moment . got in ...
10. oldal
... beauty nor use - if that ever were still there is truth , and a sufficient source of gratification in the indulgence of curiosity and activity of mind . The humblest painter is a true scholar ; and the best of scholars - the scholar of ...
... beauty nor use - if that ever were still there is truth , and a sufficient source of gratification in the indulgence of curiosity and activity of mind . The humblest painter is a true scholar ; and the best of scholars - the scholar of ...
16. oldal
... beauty and power in the conception of a Titian or a Correggio ; but it is he only who does this , who follows them into all their force and matchless grace , that does or can feel their full value . Knowledge is pleasure as well as ...
... beauty and power in the conception of a Titian or a Correggio ; but it is he only who does this , who follows them into all their force and matchless grace , that does or can feel their full value . Knowledge is pleasure as well as ...
18. oldal
... beauty or grandeur : he conceives , he embodies that which he under- stands and loves best : that is , he is in full and perfect possession of that which is to him the source of the highest happiness and intellectual excitement which he ...
... beauty or grandeur : he conceives , he embodies that which he under- stands and loves best : that is , he is in full and perfect possession of that which is to him the source of the highest happiness and intellectual excitement which he ...
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97. oldal - I have not loved the world, nor the world me ; I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee, — Nor coin'd my cheek to smiles, — nor cried aloud In worship of an echo ; in the crowd They could not deem me one of such ; I stood Among them, but not of them ; in a shroud Of thoughts which were not their thoughts, and still could, Had I not filed (') my mind, which thus itself subdued.
177. oldal - Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
121. oldal - Nay, take my life and all; pardon not that. You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
97. oldal - I have not loved the world, nor the world me, But let us part fair foes; I do believe, Though I have found them not, that there may be Words which are things, hopes which will not deceive, And virtues which are merciful, nor weave Snares for the failing; I would also deem O'er others...
176. oldal - God's trophies, and his work pursued, While Darwen stream, with blood of Scots imbrued, And Dunbar field, resounds thy praises loud, And Worcester's laureate wreath...
176. oldal - ... stocks and stones, Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks.
28. oldal - O God ! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain ; J To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to...
28. oldal - God! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live.
176. oldal - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
173. oldal - From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April dress'd in all his trim Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing, That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew ; Nor did I wonder at the...