The collected works of William Hazlitt, Vol. 08 (of 12)Hazlitt, William
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The collected works of William Hazlitt, Vol. 08 (of 12)
Hazlitt, William
English essays -- 19th century
Foot-boy, who crawls, half famished and half frozen, behind her? The
French man and woman in the Noon, are the perfection of flighty
affectation and studied grimace; the amiable _fraternization_ of the two
old women saluting each other, is not enough to be admired; and in the
little Master, in the same national group, we see the early promise and
personification of that eternal principle of wondrous self-complacency,
proof against all circumstances, and which makes the French the only
people who are vain even of being cuckolded and being conquered! Or
shall we prefer to this the outraged distress and unmitigated terrors of
the Boy who has dropped his dish of meat, and who seems red all over
with shame and vexation, and bursting with the noise he makes? Or what
can be better than the good housewifery of the Girl underneath, who is
devouring the lucky fragments; or than the plump, ripe, florid, luscious
look of the Servant-wench near her, embraced by a greasy rascal of an
Othello, with her pye-dish tottering like her virtue, and with the most
precious part of its contents running over? Just—no, not quite—as good
is the joke of the Woman overhead, who, having quarrelled with her
Husband, is throwing their Sunday’s dinner out of the window, to
complete this chapter of accidents of baked-dishes. The Husband in the
Evening Scene is certainly as meek as any recorded in history; but I
cannot say that I admire this picture, or the Night Scene after it. But
then, in the Taste in High-Life, there is that inimitable pair,
differing only in sex, congratulating and delighting one another by ‘all
the mutually reflected charities’ of folly and affectation, with the
young Lady, coloured like a rose, dandling her little, black, pug-faced,
white-teethed, chuckling favourite; and with the portrait of Monsieur
Des Noyers in the back-ground, dancing in a grand ballet, surrounded by
butterflies. And again, in the Election Dinner, is the immortal Cobbler,
surrounded by his Peers, who,
‘——frequent and full,
In _loud_ recess and _brawling_ conclave sit’——
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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