Like a rustic at a fair, we are full of amazement and rapture, and have no thought of going home, or that it will soon be night.


Literary Remains of the Late William Hazlitt: With Notice of His Life (ed. 1836)


Like a rustic at a fair, we are full of amazement and rapture, and have no thought of going home, or that it will soon be night.

Like a rustic at a fair, we are full of amazement and rapture, and have no thought of going home, or that it will soon be night.

Like a rustic at a fair, we are full of amazement and rapture, and have no thought of going home, or that it will soon be night.

Like a rustic at a fair, we are full of amazement and rapture, and have no thought of going home, or that it will soon be night.