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HUSBAND WHEN DOING PENANCE.
A GUILTY COUNTENANCE,
DESCRIPTION OF A MURDERED PERSON,
* Wrapped up in disgrace; alluding to the sheet of penance.
# A body become inanimate in the common course of nature; to which violence has not brought a timeless end
But, see, his face is black, and full of blood;
What stronger breast-plate than a heart untainted.
A GOOD CONSCIENCE.
A plague upon them! Wherefore should I curse
them? Would curses kill, as doth the mandrake's groan, I would invent as bitter-searching terms, As curst, as harsh, and horrible to hear, Deliver'd strongly through my fixed teeth, With full as many signs of deadly hate, As lean-fac'd Envy in her loathsome cave: Aly tongue should stumble in mine earnest words: Mine eyes should sparkle like the beaten flint: My hair be fix'd on end, as one distract: Ay, every joint should seem to curse and ban: And even now my burden'd heart would break, Should I not curse them. Poison be their drink! Gall, worse than gall, the daintiest that they taste! Their sweetest shade, a grove of cyprus trees! Their chicfest prospect, murdering basilisks! Their sostest touch, as smart as lizards' stings! l'heir music, frightful as the serpent's hiss; And boding screech-owls make the concert full! All the foul terrors in dark-seated hell.
Now, by the ground that I am banish'd from
SECOND PART OF KING HENRY VI. 145 Though standing naked on a mountain top, Where biting cold would never let grass grow.
PARTING LOVERS. And banished I am, if but from thee. Go, speak not to me; even now be gone. 0, go not yet !-Even thus two friends condemn'd Embrace, and kiss, and take ten thousand leaves, Lother a hundred times to part than die. Yet now farewell; and farewell life with thee!
Suf. Thus is poor Suffolk ten times banished, Once by the king, and three times thrice by thee. 'Tis not the land I care for, wert thou hence; A wilderness is populous enough, So Suffolk had thy heavenly company: For where thou art, there is the world itself, With every several pleasure in the world; And where thou art not, desolation. DYING WITH THE PERSON BELOVED PREFERABLE TO
PARTING. IC I depart from thec, I cannot live: And in thy sight to die, what were it else, But like a pleasant slumber in thy lap? Here could I breathe my soul into the air, As mild and gentle as the cradle-babe, Dying with the mother's dug between its lips. THE DEATH-BED HORRORS OF A GUILTY CONSCIENCE.
Bring me unto my trial when you will. Died he not in his bed? where should he die? Can I make men live, whe'r they will or no!0! torture me no more, I will confess.Alive again? then show me where he is; I'll give a thousand pound to look upon him,-He hath no eyes, the dust hath blinded them,Comb down his hair; look! look! it stands upright, Like lime-twigs set to catch my winged soul! Give me some drink; and bid the apothecary Bring the strong poison that I bought of him.
Thc gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful' day Is crept into the bosom of the sea; And now loud-howling wolves arouse the jades That drag the tragic melancholy night; Who with their drowsy, slow, and flagging wings Clip dead men's graves, and from their misty jaws Breathe foul contagious darkness in the air.
Kent, in the commentaries Cesar writ,
LORD SAY'S APOLOGY FOR HIMSELF,
KING HENRY VI.
A HUNGRY LION,
TIE DUKE OF YORK ON THE GALLANT BEHAVIOUR
OF HIS SONS.
My sons-God knows what hath bechanced them:
0, tyger's heart, wrapp'd in a woman's hide!
* i. e. We boggled, made bad, or bungling work of our attempt to rally: