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מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
Table Talk: Opinions on Books, Men, and Things (Classic Reprint) <span dir=ltr>William Hazlitt</span> אין תצוגה מקדימה זמינה - 2019 |
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
actor admiration affect appearance artist beauty Beggar's Opera better character common Correggio criticism delight Della Cruscan Domenichino Edinburgh Review effeminacy Elgin marbles ESSAY excellence expression face fame fancy feeling game at chess genius give grace hand head heart human idea imagination interest king laugh learned less living look Lord Lord Byron Louvre manner matter means merit Michael Angelo mind monarch nature never Nicolas Poussin object once opinion ourselves pain painter painting pass passion Paul Veronese perhaps person picture picturesque play pleasure poet pretensions pride principle racter Raphael reason Rembrandt respect SECOND SERIES-PART sense sion Sonnets sort soul speak spirit striking style supposed talents talk taste thing thou thought thrown tion Titian truth turn understand vanity vulgar Whig whole wish wonder words write
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 144 - As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done : Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
עמוד 30 - To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live. When this is known, then to divide the times: So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself...
עמוד 30 - God ! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day ; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live.
עמוד 145 - O'er-run and trampled on: Then what they do in present, Though less than yours in past, must o'ertop yours : For time is like a fashionable host, That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand ; And with his arms out-stretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer : Welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing.
עמוד 27 - That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew : Nor did I wonder at the...
עמוד 31 - LAWRENCE, of virtuous father virtuous son, Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining? Time will run On smoother, till Favonius reinspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun.
עמוד 31 - And lively cheer, of vigour born, The thoughtless day, the easy night, The spirits pure, the slumbers light That fly th
עמוד 30 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our Fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
עמוד 88 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
עמוד 32 - Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...