express and admirable! In action how like an angel! In apprehension how like a god!-Hamlet. 2. Away! No woman could descend so low. And fancy raptures that you never knew.-Fair Penitent.3. Let mirth go on; let pleasure know no pause, But fill up every minute of this day. 'Tis yours, my children, sacred to your loves. Where all those various objects, that but now O misery! What words can sound my grief! Or see the face of kindred or of friend!-Trag. of Lear. 5. Thou speak'st a woman's; hear a warrior's wish. Right from their native land, the stormy north, May the wind blow, till every keel is fix'd Then shall our foes repent their bold invasion, And roving armies shun the fatal shore.-Trag, of Doug. 6. Ah! Mercy on my soul ! What's that? My old friend's ghost! They say, none but wicked folks walk. I wish I were at the bottom of a coalpit! La! how pale, and how long his face is grown since his death! He never was handsome; and death has improved him very much the wrong way.-Pray, do not come near me! I wished you very well when you were alive.-But I could never abide a dead man cheek by jowl with me.-Ah! Ah! mercy on me! No nearer, pray! If it be only to take your leave of me, that you are come back, I could have excused you the ceremony with all my heart.-Or if you-mercy on us! No nearer, pray-or if you have wrong'd any body, as you always loved money a little, I give you the word of a frighted Christian, I will pray, as long as you please, for the deliverance and repose of your departed soul. My good, worthy, noble friend, do, pray, disappear, as ever you would wish your old friend, Auselem, to come to his senses again. -Moliere's Blunderer. 7. Who can behold such beauty and be silent! O! I could talk to thee forever; Forever fix and gaze on those dear eyes; For every glance they send darts through my soul ! 8. How like a fawning publican he looks! I hate him, for he is a Christian : But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down I will feed fat that ancient grudge I bear him. Orphan. E'en there where the merchants most do congregate, Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes But dust was thrown upon his sacred head: That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd 10. Hear me, rash man, on thy allegiance hear me. And kingdom. If, when three days are expir'd, By Jupiter this shall not be revok'd.-Tragedy of Lear. 11. If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and hindered me of half a million, laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies. And what's his reason? I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? Is he not fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same summer and winter, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? Revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what would his sufferauce be, by Christian example? Why, revenge. The villany you teach me I will execute; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction-Merchant of Venices 12. Ye amaranths! Ye roses, like the morn! Sweet myrtles, and ye golden orange groves! Joy giving, love inspiring, holy bower! Know, in thy fragrant bosom, thou receiv'st A murd'rer? Oh, I shall stain thy lilies, And horror will usurp the seat of bliss! -Ha! She sleeps The day's uncommon beat has overcome her. Oh, what a sight is here! How dreadful fair! Who would not think that being innocent! Where shall I strike? Who strikes her, strikes himself— - Ha, smile again! She dreams of him she loves. FINIS. Revenge. |