The Collected Works of William Hazlitt: The Round table. Characters of Shakespear's plays. A letter to William Gifford, esq |
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Pągina 393
... you would have it believed that I am prin- cipally distinguished by an indestructible love of flowers and odours , and dews and clear waters , and soft airs and sounds and bright skies , and woodland solitudes and moonlight bowers .
... you would have it believed that I am prin- cipally distinguished by an indestructible love of flowers and odours , and dews and clear waters , and soft airs and sounds and bright skies , and woodland solitudes and moonlight bowers .
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The Collected Works of William Hazlitt: The Round table. Characters of ... William Hazlitt Visualització completa - 1902 |
The Collected Works of William Hazlitt: The Round table. Characters of ... William Hazlitt Visualització completa - 1902 |
The Collected Works of William Hazlitt: The Round table. Characters of ... William Hazlitt Visualització completa - 1902 |
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admiration affections answer appears beauty become better called character circumstances comes common criticism death delight described English equal excellence excited expression eyes face fear feeling force friends genius give grace hand Hazlitt head heart Henry human idea imagination impression instance interest keep kind king knowledge Lear leave less live look lord Macbeth manner matter means mind moral nature never objects observation once opinion original pass passage passion perhaps persons picture play pleasure poet poetry present principle produced reason refinement respect Richard Round scene seems seen sense sentiment Shakespear shew speak spirit stage stand style sweet taste thee thing thou thought true truth turn understanding whole writer
Passatges populars
Pągina 282 - Cover your heads and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while : I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends : subjected thus, How can you say to me, I am a king ? Car.
Pągina 223 - Makes mouths at the invisible event, Exposing what is mortal and unsure To all that fortune, death and danger dare, Even for an egg-shell.
Pągina 302 - The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Pągina 29 - Namancos and Bayona's hold ; Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth ! And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth...
Pągina 2 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on, how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o
Pągina 186 - This was the noblest Roman of them all; All the conspirators save only he Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Pągina 164 - Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
Pągina 29 - Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks; Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes That on the green turf suck the honeyed showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Pągina 184 - O, you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, Knew you not Pompey? Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The live-long day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
Pągina 282 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court; and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Informació bibliogrąfica
| Tķtol | The Collected Works of William Hazlitt: The Round table. Characters of Shakespear's plays. A letter to William Gifford, esq Volum 1 de The Collected Works of William Hazlitt, William Ernest Henley |
| Autor | William Hazlitt |
| Editors | Alfred Rayney Waller, Arnold Glover |
| Compilat per | William Ernest Henley |
| Col·laborador | William Ernest Henley |
| Editor | J. M. Dent & Company, 1902 |
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