Characteristics of Leigh Hunt, as exhibited in 'Leigh Hunt's London journal', by Launcelot CrossSimpkin, Marshall, 1878 |
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acquainted admiration afterwards ALEXANDER IRELAND anecdote appeared Armorer Donkin Autobiography beautiful Belief breathed called Carlyle Castle of Indolence charity Charles Lamb charm cheerful religion Christopher North Coleridge Correspondence criticism delighted divine Edmonton Edwin Landseer Egerton Elia Elia's eminent epigrams Essay extracts fancy Fleet Street flowers Francis de Sales friends garden genial genius gentle give Goethe Hazlitt Hazlitt's Characters heart heaven human humour Hunt's London Journal imagination intellect italicised journalist Keats labours Lamb's Landor's language Leigh Hunt Leigh Hunt's London light literary literature live manner matter mind nature notice object pleasant pleasure poem poësy poet poetry present readers recalling refer regard rejoice remarks Rimini Romances of Real Saint says sense sentence Shelley sonnet soul speak spirit Sufferings sweet taste things thought tion Twelfth Night utterance Webbe Wednesday whilst WILLIAM HAZLITT words Wordsworth writings wrote
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Page 4 - To carry on the feelings of childhood into the powers of manhood; to combine the child's sense of wonder and novelty with the appearances, which every day for perhaps forty years had rendered familiar; With sun and moon and stars throughout the year, And man and woman; 6 this is the character and privilege of genius, and one of the marks which distinguish genius from talents.
Page 35 - Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it...
Page 46 - FLOWER in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower — but if I could understand What you are, root and all, and all in all, I should know what God and man is.
Page 51 - O let no native Londoner imagine that health, and rest, and innocent occupation, interchange of converse sweet, and recreative study, can make the country anything better than altogether odious and detestable! A garden was the primitive prison, till man, with Promethean felicity and boldness, luckily sinned himself out of it.
Page 11 - In my former days, of bliss. Her divine skill taught me this, That from everything I saw I could some invention draw, And raise pleasure to her height Through the meanest object's sight. By the murmur of a spring, Or the least bough's...
Page 52 - He, too, is no mean preacher: Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher. She has a world of ready wealth, Our minds and hearts to bless — Spontaneous wisdom breathed by health, Truth breathed by cheerfulness.
Page 45 - For in Jesus Christ neither circumcision availeth anything, nor uncircumcision ; but faith which worketh by love.
Page 3 - List of the Writings of William Hazlitt and Leigh Hunt, chronologically arranged with notes, &c., by Alexander Ireland...
Page 46 - ... suppose, denouncing the pretensions of the money-getting in a style which I should hardly venture upon, and never could equal; and asking with a triumphant eloquence what chastity itself were worth, if it were a casket, not to keep love in, but hate, and strife, and worldliness? On the same occasion, he built up a metaphor out of a flower, in a style surpassing the famous passage in Milton; deducing it from its root in religious mystery, and carrying it up into the bright, consummate flower,...
Page 42 - ... no art, but a divine gift and heavenly instinct not to be gotten by labour and learning, but adorned with both; and poured into the wit by a certain Enthousiasmos and celestial inspiration, as the Author hereof elsewhere at large discourseth in his book called The English Poet, which book being lately come to my hands, I mind also by God's grace, upon further advisement, to publish.