The Collected Works of William Hazlitt: Lectures on the English poets and on the dramatic literature of the age of Elizabeth, etcJ. M. Dent & Company, 1902 - English essays |
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... thou marble - hearted fiend , How much more hideous shew'st in a child Than the sea - monster ! ' -the passion of contempt in the one case , of terror in the other , and of indignation in the last , is perfectly satisfied . We see the ...
... thou marble - hearted fiend , How much more hideous shew'st in a child Than the sea - monster ! ' -the passion of contempt in the one case , of terror in the other , and of indignation in the last , is perfectly satisfied . We see the ...
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... thou se coming with Palamon Licurge himself , the grete king of Trace : Blake was his berd , and manly was his face . The cercles of his eyen in his hed They gloweden betwixen yelwe and red , And like a griffon loked he about , With ...
... thou se coming with Palamon Licurge himself , the grete king of Trace : Blake was his berd , and manly was his face . The cercles of his eyen in his hed They gloweden betwixen yelwe and red , And like a griffon loked he about , With ...
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... lay ; Ah ! see , whoso fayre thing dost thou fain to see , In springing flower the image of thy day ! Ah ! see the virgin rose , how sweetly she Doth first peep forth with bashful modesty , That fairer 36 LECTURES ON THE ENGLISH POETS.
... lay ; Ah ! see , whoso fayre thing dost thou fain to see , In springing flower the image of thy day ! Ah ! see the virgin rose , how sweetly she Doth first peep forth with bashful modesty , That fairer 36 LECTURES ON THE ENGLISH POETS.
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... thou mayst loved be with equal crime . 1 He ceased ; and then gan all the quire of birds Their divers notes to attune unto his lay , As in approvance of his pleasing wordes . The constant pair heard all that he did say , Yet swerved not ...
... thou mayst loved be with equal crime . 1 He ceased ; and then gan all the quire of birds Their divers notes to attune unto his lay , As in approvance of his pleasing wordes . The constant pair heard all that he did say , Yet swerved not ...
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... thou ow'dst yesterday .'- And he enters at this moment , like the crested serpent , crowned with his wrongs and raging for revenge ! The whole depends upon the turn of a thought . A word , a look , blows the spark of jealousy into a ...
... thou ow'dst yesterday .'- And he enters at this moment , like the crested serpent , crowned with his wrongs and raging for revenge ! The whole depends upon the turn of a thought . A word , a look , blows the spark of jealousy into a ...
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Page 152 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful and ridiculous excess.
Page 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.
Page 166 - 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.
Page 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.
Page 6 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Page 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?
Page 314 - To his Coy Mistress Had we but world enough and time, This coyness, lady, were no crime. We would sit down and think which way To walk and pass our long love's day. Thou by the Indian Ganges' side Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide Of Huraber would complain.
Page 137 - The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee-things, toddlin, stacher through To meet their dad, wi' flichterin noise an
Page 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.
Page 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.