Memoirs of William Hazlitt: With Portions of His Correspondence, Volume 1 |
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Page 44 - ... then launched into his subject, like an eagle dallying with the wind. The sermon was upon peace and war ; upon church and state — not their alliance, but their separation — on the spirit of the world and the spirit of Christianity, not as the same, but as opposed to one another. He talked of those who had " inscribed the cross of Christ on banners dripping with human gore.
Page 74 - D'Arblay's Camilla. It was on the loth of April, 1798, that I sat down to a volume of the New Eloise, at the inn at Llangollen, over a bottle of sherry and a cold chicken.
Page 63 - Coleridge has told me that he himself liked to compose in walking over uneven ground, or breaking through the straggling branches of a copsewood ; whereas Wordsworth always wrote (if he could) walking up and down a straight gravel- walk, or in some spot where the continuity of his verse met with no collateral interruption.
Page 73 - We baffle prejudice and disappoint conjecture; and from being so to others, begin to be objects of curiosity and wonder even to ourselves. We are no more those hackneyed commonplaces that we appear in the world; an inn restores us to the level of nature, and quits scores with society! I have certainly spent some enviable hours...
Page xxvii - The Round Table, a collection of essays on literature, men and manners which were originally contributed to the Examiner.
Page 46 - ... the index of the will, was small, feeble, nothing — like what he has done. It might seem that the genius of his face as from a height surveyed and projected him (with sufficient capacity and huge aspiration) into the world unknown of thought and imagination, with nothing to support or guide his veering purpose, as if Columbus had launched his adventurous course for the New World in a scallop, without oars or compass. So at least I comment on it after the event. Coleridge in his person was rather...
Page 61 - There was something of a roll, a lounge in his gait, not unlike his own Peter Bell. There was a severe, worn pressure of thought about his temples, a fire in his eye (as if he saw something in objects more than the outward appearance) an intense high narrow forehead, a Roman nose, cheeks furrowed by strong purpose and feeling, and a convulsive inclination to laughter about the mouth, a good deal at variance with the solemn, stately expression of the rest of his face.
Page 61 - ... clinging to the palpable, or often to the petty, in his poetry, in consequence. His genius was not a spirit that descended to him through the air ; it sprung out of the ground like a flower, or unfolded itself from a green spray, on which the goldfinch sang.
Page 166 - I am going to stand godfather; I don't like the business; I cannot muster up decorum for these occasions ; I shall certainly disgrace the font. I was at Hazlitt's marriage, and had like to have been turned out several times during the ceremony. Anything awful makes me laugh.
Page xxxii - Literary Remains of the late William Hazlitt, with a Notice of his Life by his Son; and Thoughts on his Genius and Writings, by EL Bulwer and Mr.