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James Henry Leigh Hunt

Datum narození: 19. říjen 1784
Datum úmrtí: 28. srpen 1859

James Henry Leigh Hunt byl britský básník a novinář.


„Tento krásný Adonis byl padesátiletý korpulentní gentleman!“ v článku pro Examiner v roce 1813; za tento popis prince regenta, budoucího Jiřího IV., byl uvězněn

„Traveling in the company of those we love is home in motion.“


„Fail not to call to mind, in the course of the twenty-fifth of this month, that the Divinest Heart that ever walked the earth was born on that day; and then smile and enjoy yourselves for the rest of it; for mirth is also of Heaven's making.“

„Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in:
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad,
Say that health and wealth have missed me,
Say I'm growing old, but add--
Jenny kissed me!“
The Poetical Works of Leigh Hunt

„Colors are the smiles of nature.“

„Stolen kisses are always sweetest.“

„Whenever evil befalls us, we ought to ask ourselves, after the first suffering, how we can turn it into good. So shall we take occasion, from one bitter root, to raise perhaps many flowers“

„There is no greater mistake in the world than the looking upon every sort of nonsense as want of sense.“


„I entrench myself in books equally against sorrow and the weather.“

„Mere grimness is as easy as grinning; but it requires something to put a handsome face on a story. Narratives become of suspicious merit in proportion as they lean to Newgate-like offenses, particularly of blood and wounds...“

„Saying all one feels and thinks
In clever daffodils and pinks;
In puns of tulips and in phrases,
Charming for their truth, of daisies.“

„The same people who can deny others everything are famous for refusing themselves nothing.“


„POPPIES. We are slumberous poppies,     Lords of Lethe downs, Some awake, and some asleep,     Sleeping in our crowns. What perchance our dreams may know,     Let our serious beauty show. Central depth of purple,     Leaves more bright than rose, Who shall tell what brightest thought     Out of darkest grows? Who, through what funereal pain     Souls to love and peace attain? Visions aye are on us,     Unto eyes of power, Pluto’s alway setting sun,     And Prosérpine’s bower: There, like bees, the pale souls come For our drink with drowsy hum. Taste, ye mortals, also;     Milky-hearted, we; Taste, but with a reverent care;     Active-patient be. Too much gladness brings to gloom     Those who on the gods presume.“ Delphi Complete Poetical Works of Leigh Hunt (Illustrated)

„Dream for a moment’s space of care and strife, Wake, stare, and smile, and that is human Life.“ Delphi Complete Poetical Works of Leigh Hunt (Illustrated)

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