OF THE LATE

WILLIAM HAZLITT.

WITH A

NOTICE OF HIS LIFE,

BY HIS SON,
AND THOUGHTS ON HIS GENIUS AND WRITINGS,

LONDON
SAUNDERS AND OTLEY, CONDUIT STREET.

1836.

LONDON: PRINTED BY C. AND W. REYNELI.,

LITTLE PULTENEY STREET,

SONNET

Written on seeing BEWICK's Chalk Drawing of the Head of Hazlitt.

BY SHERIDAN KNOWLES.

Thus HazLITT looked! There's life in every line!

Soul-language-fire that colour could not give,
See ! on that brow bow pale-robed thought divine,

In an embodied radiance seems to live!
Ah! in the gaze of that entranced eye,

Humid, yet burning, there beams passion's flame,

Lighting the cheek, and quivering through the frame;
While round the lips, the odour of a sigh

Yet hovers fondly, and its shadow sits
Beneath the channel of the glowing thought

And fire-clotbed eloquence, wbich comes in fits
Like Pythiac inspiration!- Bewick, taught

By thee, in vain doth slander's venom'd dart
Do its foul work 'gainst him. This head must own a heart.