Few of the university pen plaies well, they smell too much of that writer Ovid and that writer Metamorphosis and talk too much of Proserpina and Jupiter. Why, here's our fellow Shakespeare puts them all down. Aye, and Ben Jonson too. O that B. J. is a pestilent fellow, he brought up Horace giving the poets a pill, but our fellow, Shakespeare, hath given him a purge that made him beray his credit. b. The Return from Parnassus; or, the Scourge of Simony. Act IV. Sc. 3. Here shame dissuades him, there his fear pre vails, And each by turns his aching heart assails. OVID-Metamorphoses. Bk. III. j. Transformation of Actæon. L. 73. All is confounded, all! k. Henry V. Act IV. Sc. 5. L. 3. He was not born to shame: Upon his brow shame was asham'd to sit; For 'tis a throne where honour may be crown'd Sole monarch of the universal earth. 7. Romeo and Juliet. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 91. O shame! Where is thy blush? m. Hamlet. Act III. Sc. 4. L. 82. The most curious offspring of shame is shyness. n. SYDNEY SMITH-Lecture on the Evil Affections. Being in a ship is being in a jail, with the chance of being drowned. 8. SAM'L JOHNSON-Boswell's Life of Johnson. An. 1759. And the wind plays on those great sonorous harps, the shrouds and masts of ships. t. LONGFELLOW-Hyperion. Bk. I. Ch. VII. Build me straight, O worthy Master! u. L. 1. There's not a ship that sails the ocean, Like ships that have gone down at sea, w. And let our barks across the pathless flood Hold different courses. а. SCOTT-Kenilworth. Ch. XXIX. The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them: the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, b. Antony and Cleopatra. Act II. Sc. 2. L. 196. Ships, dim discover'd, dropping from the clouds. GEORGE COLMAN (the Younger)— Some maladies are rich and precious and only to be acquired by the right of inheritance or purchased with gold. N. NATH. HAWTHORNE-Mosses from an Preys on my heart that med'cine cannot reach. 0. MATURIN-Bertram. Act IV. Sc. 2. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake; 'tis true, this god did shake: His coward lips did from their colour fly, p. Julius Cæsar. Act I. Sc. 2. L. 119. My long sickness Of health and living now begins to mend, And nothing brings me all things. .. Timon of Athens. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 189. What, is Brutus sick, And will he steal out of his wholesome bed, To dare the vile contagion of the night? Julius Cæsar. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 263. r. SIGHT. L. 249. And finds with keen, discriminating sight, Black's not so black;-nor white so very white. Silence is more eloquent than words. t. CARLYLE-Heroes and Hero Worship. Lecture II. Silence is the element in which great things fashion themselves together; that at length they may emerge, full-formed and majestic, into the daylight of Life, which they are thenceforth to rule. u. CARLYLE-Sartor Resartus. Bk. III. Speech is great; but silence is greater. |