[504]. The end-note of this piece coincides curiously with a remark once made to me by a person unusually well acquainted with France but, I feel sure, quite unaware that he was echoing Hazlitt. “The Frenchman has a certain routine of phrases into which his ideas run habitually as into a mould; and you cannot get him out of them.”
[505]. P. 56.
[506]. P. 203.
[507]. Yet Hazlitt cannot resist a renewed fling at Sidney.
[508]. P. 351.
[509]. P. 150, ed. cit. I wish that some one, in these excerpting days, would extract and print together all Hazlitt’s passages on Burke, Scott, and Coleridge.
[510]. P. 246.
[511]. P. 248.
[512]. P. 317.
[513]. P. 431.