The collected works of William Hazlitt, Vol. 12 (of 12)Hazlitt, William
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The collected works of William Hazlitt, Vol. 12 (of 12)
Hazlitt, William
English essays -- 19th century
finish the whole at once, and as this is not possible, he always leaves
his work in an imperfect state, or as if he had begun on a new
canvas—like a man who is determined to leap to the top of a tower,
instead of scaling it step by step, and who is necessarily thrown on his
back every time he repeats the experiment. Again, the French student
does not, from a childish impatience, when he is near the end, destroy
the effect of the whole, by leaving some one part eminently deficient,
an eye-sore to the rest; nor does he fly from what he is about, to any
thing else that happens to catch his eye, neglecting the one and
spoiling the other. He is, in our old poet’s phrase, ‘constrained by
mastery,’ by the mastery of common sense and pleasurable feeling. He is
in no hurry to get to the end; for he has a satisfaction in the work,
and touches and retouches perhaps a single head, day after day and week
after week, without repining, uneasiness, or apparent progress. The very
lightness and buoyancy of his feeling renders him (where the necessity
of this is pointed out) patient and laborious. An Englishman, whatever
he undertakes, is as if he was carrying a heavy load that oppresses both
his body and mind, and that he is anxious to throw down as soon as
possible. The Frenchman’s hopes and fears are not excited to a pitch of
intolerable agony, so that he is compelled, in mere compassion to
himself, to bring the question to a speedy issue, even to the loss of
his object. He is calm, easy, collected, and takes his time and improves
his advantages as they occur, with vigilance and alacrity. Pleased with
himself, he is pleased with whatever occupies his attention nearly
alike. He is never taken at a disadvantage. Whether he paints an angel
or a joint-stool, it is much the same to him: whether it is landscape or
history, still it is he who paints it. Nothing puts him out of his way,
for nothing puts him out of conceit with himself. This self-complacency
forms an admirable ground-work for moderation and docility in certain
particulars, though not in others.
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