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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... leaves a flavour , like fine green tea . Hunt's is like champagne , and North- cote's like anchovy sandwiches . Haydon's is like a game at trap - ball ; Lamb's , like snap - dragon ; and my own ( if I do not mistake the matter ) is not ...
... leaves a flavour , like fine green tea . Hunt's is like champagne , and North- cote's like anchovy sandwiches . Haydon's is like a game at trap - ball ; Lamb's , like snap - dragon ; and my own ( if I do not mistake the matter ) is not ...
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... leaves of books , as the young fawn browzes on the bark and leaves of trees . Such a one lives all his life in a dream of learning , and has never once had his sleep broken by a real sense of things . He believes implicitly in genius ...
... leaves of books , as the young fawn browzes on the bark and leaves of trees . Such a one lives all his life in a dream of learning , and has never once had his sleep broken by a real sense of things . He believes implicitly in genius ...
Сторінка 93
... leaves traces of itself behind , or casts its shadow before . " Millions of acres do not make a picture , nor the calculation of all the consequences in the world a sentiment . have some outstanding object for the mind , as well as the ...
... leaves traces of itself behind , or casts its shadow before . " Millions of acres do not make a picture , nor the calculation of all the consequences in the world a sentiment . have some outstanding object for the mind , as well as the ...
Сторінка 163
... not his forte . He leaves the profession of that to others . His habits , his theory are against it as idle and vulgar . His hand is closed , but what of that ? His eye is ever open , and reflects ON THE SPIRIT OF OBLIGATIONS . 163.
... not his forte . He leaves the profession of that to others . His habits , his theory are against it as idle and vulgar . His hand is closed , but what of that ? His eye is ever open , and reflects ON THE SPIRIT OF OBLIGATIONS . 163.
Сторінка 180
... leaves of the basil - tree tremble to his faltering accents ! Mr Fuseli's conversation is more striking and extravagant , but less pleasing and natural than Mr Northcote's . He deals in paradoxes and carica- tures . He talks allegories ...
... leaves of the basil - tree tremble to his faltering accents ! Mr Fuseli's conversation is more striking and extravagant , but less pleasing and natural than Mr Northcote's . He deals in paradoxes and carica- tures . He talks allegories ...
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