Leigh Hunt
Leigh Hunt
James Henry Leigh Hunt, best known as Leigh Hunt, was an English critic, essayist, poet, and writer...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth19 October 1784
second-chance hands treasure
Your second-hand bookseller is second to none in the worth of the treasures he dispenses.
christmas heart heaven
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.
occupation busy enjoyment
Occupation is the necessary basis of all enjoyment.
color laughing break
Colors are the smiles of Nature. When they are extremely smiling, and break forth into other beauty besides, they are her laughs.
children growing-up blessed
Those who have lost an infant are never, as it were, without an infant child. Their other children grow up to manhood and womanhood, and suffer all the changes of mortality; but this one alone is rendered an immortal child; for death has arrested it with his kindly harshness, and blessed it into an eternal image of youth and innocence.
perfection genius life-is
The perfection of conversational intercourse is when the breeding of high life is animated by the fervor of genius.
laughter ends sigh
Did you ever observe that immoderate laughter always ends in a sigh?
night mind comfort
Night's deepest gloom is but a calm; that soothes the weary mind: The labored days restoring balm; the comfort of mankind.
love telescopes monsters
Affection, like melancholy, magnifies trifles; but the magnifying of the one is like looking through a telescope at heavenly objects; that of the other, like enlarging monsters with a microscope.
attractive masculine sensible
The more sensible a woman is, supposing her not to be masculine, the more attractive she is in her proportionate power to entertain.
sea fishing rivers
Anglers boast of the innocence of their pastime; yet it puts fellow-creatures to the torture. They pique themselves on their meditative faculties; and yet their only excuse is a want of thought.
courage moral daring
When moral courage feels that it is in the right, there is no personal daring of which it is incapable.
sake danger
Danger for danger's sake is senseless.
sunday night sea
O scaly, slippery, wet, swift, staring wights, What is 't ye do? what life lead? eh, dull goggles? How do ye vary your vile days and nights? How pass your Sundays? Are ye still but joggles In ceaseless wash? Still nought but gapes and bites, And drinks, and stares, diversified with boggles.