Inexpreffi

of Love

and Joy.

your deservings at the hands of such a husband as I have hitherto been. Receive me, then, entire at last, and take what no woman ever truly had, not even your incomparable self-my conquered heart.

[Embracing.] Lady Easy. O my recovered, my almost tranfport lost, my inestimable jewel!-My husband-My love!-O extasy of joy !-Too much for human nature !-Thus to have all I love on earth, come voluntarily and unsolicited, to load me with kindness, and crown me with happiness! What is the rapture of the lover sighing at our feet, to the solid joy of receiving the relenting, rePious grati- turning husband! O dearest love! Be not so profusely kind. O Heaven!-Teach me to shew gratitude suitable to such a blessing.

tude.

XLVII.

DISCONTENT. EXCITING. RE-
PROACHING. PLOTTING.

The scene, in which CASSIUS excites BRUTUS to
oppose CESAR's power.

(Shakespeare's JUL. CES.)

Difcontent. Cassius. HONOR is the subject of my story;
I cannot tell, what you and other men
Think of this life, but for my single self,
Contempt. I'd rather sleep i' th' dust, than live to be
In awe of such a thing as I myself.

Pride.

Narration

with Con

tempt.

I was born free as Casar. So were you.
We both have fed as well, and we can both
Endure the winter's cold as well as he.
For once, upon a raw and gusty day,

The troubled Tiber chafing with his shores, Cæsar says to me." Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Queftion. Leap in with me into this angry flood,

Courage.

And swim to yonder Point ?" Upon the word,
Accoutred as I was, (1) I plunged in,

(1) This paffage cannot be expreffed with life, without fome thing of the action of fwimming.

And bade him follow; so indeed he did.
The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it
With lusty sinews, throwing it aside,
And stemming it with hearts of controversy.
But ere we could arrive the Point propos'd,
Cæsar cry'd," Help me, Cassius, or Î sink !"
*Then, as Eneas, our great ancestor,

Did from the flames of Troy, upon his shoulders,
The old Anchises bear, so, from the waves of Tiber,
Did I the tired Cæsar; †and this man
Is now become a god, and Cassius is

Diftrefs & intreating. *Courage.

+Wonder.

A wretched creature, and must bend his body, -~Contempt.

If Cæsar carelessly but nod to him.

He had an ague when he was in Spain,
And when the fit was on him, I did mark
How he did shake: 'tis truth, this god did shake;
His coward lips did from their colour fly,
And that same eye, whose bend doth awe the world,
Did lose its lustre; I did hear him groan;
Aye, and that tongue of his, that bade the Romans
Mark him, and write his speeches in their books,
Alas, it cry'd, "Give me some drink, Titinius".
As a sick girl. Ye gods, it doth amaze me,
A man of such a feeble temper, should
So get the start of the majestic world,
And bear the palm alone.

Brutus. Another general shout!

I do believe that their applauses are

For some new honours that are heap'd on Cæsar.
Cassius. Why, man, he doth bestride the nar-
row world

Like a Colossus, and we sorry dwarfs
Walk under his huge legs, and peep about
To find ourselves dishonourable graves.

Men sometimes have been masters of their fates:
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.

Brutus & Caesar! What should be in that Cæsar?
Why should that name be sounded more than yours?
Write them together; yours is as fair a name;
Sound them; it doth become the mouth as well;

Narration with contempt.

Contempt.

Sickness. Wonder.

Listening.

Wonder.

Difcontent.

Ranting.

Regret.

Exciting.

Weigh them; it is as heavy; conjure with them; Brutus will start a ghost as soon as Cæsar. Wonder. Now in the names of all the gods at once, Contempt. Upon what meat doth this our Cæsar feed,

Exciting.

Approbat.

fideration.

That he is grown so great? Age thou art sham'd;
Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods.
When went there by an age, since the sun shone,
But it was fam'd with more than one man?
When could they say, 'till now, who talk'd of Rome,
That her wide walls encompass'd but one man?
Oh! you and I have heard our fathers say,
There was a Brutus once, that would have brook'd
A whipt-gall'd slave to lord it over Rome
As soon as this dread Cæsar.

Brutus. (1) That you do love me, I am noth-
ing jealous;

Serious con- What you would work me to, I have some aim;
How I have thought of this, and of these times,
I shall recount hereafter. For this present,
I would not (so with love I might intreat you)
Be any farther mov'd. What
What you have said,
I will consider; what you have to say,

Plotting.

I will with patience hear, and find a time Both meet to hear, and answer such high things. "Till then, my noble friend, chew upon this;

Difcontent. Brutus-had rather be a Lybian,

Than to repute himself a son of Rome,
Under such hard conditions as this time
Is like to lay upon us.

XLVIII.

[Exeunt.]

JOY. TROUBLE. FLATTERY. DARING.
FEAR. ROMANTIC IMAGINATION.

Eve's Account of her troublesome Dream.
(PARAD. LOST. B. V. v. 28.)

Joy & love. O sole, in whom my thoughts find all repose, My glory, my perfection! Glad I see

(1) The character of Brutus being cool courage, his speech is to he expreffed accordingly.

brance

Thy face, and morn return'd. For I this night Disagreea-
(Such night till this I never pass'd) have dream'd, ble remem-
(1) If dream'd-not as I oft am wont, of thee:
Works of day past, or morrow's next design;
But of offence and trouble, which my mind
Knew never till this irksome night. Methought,
Close at mine ear, one call'd me forth to walk,
With gentle voice; I thought it thine; it said,

Why sleep'st thou Eve? Now is the pleasant wheedling

time,

The cool, the silent, save where silence yields

Pleafing

To the night warbling bird, that now awake,
Tunes sweetest his love labour'd song; now reigns defeription.
Full orb'd the moon, and with more pleasing light
Shadowy sets off the face of things. (2) In vain,
If none regards, Heav'n wakes with all his eyes
Whom to behold but thee, nature's desire?
In whose sight all things joy with ravishment,
Attracted by thy beauty-still to gaze.

I rose, as at thy call; but found thee not,
To find thee I directed then my walk;
And on, methought, alone I pass'd thro' ways,
That brought me on a sudden to the tree
Of interdicted knowledge. Fair it seem'd,
Much fairer to my fancy than by day
And as I wond'ring look'd, beside it stood
One shap'd and wing'd like one of those from
Heav'n,

By us oft seen; his dewy locks distill'd

Ambrosia. On that tree he also gaz'd;

Flattery.

Narration.

Apprehenfion.

Wonder.

And, "O fair plant," said he " with fruit sur- Pleasure and

charg'd,

Deigns none to ease thy load, and taste thy

sweet,

Nor god, nor man? Is knowledge so despis'd?
Or envy, or what reserve forbids to taste?
Forbid who will, none shall from me withold

(1) "If dream'd." The impreffion being so strong, that the was in doubt, whether it was a dream or reality.

(2) " In vain." &c. The pupil must be told, that this means, "No matter whether any earthly creature is awake to admire your beauty."

desire.

Inquiry.

Resolution.

Fear.

Joy.

Inviting.

Longer thy offer'd good, why else set here ?"
This said, he paus'd not, but with vent'rous arm
He pluck'd, he tasted. Me damp horror chill'd
At such bold words, vouch'd with a deed so bold.
But he, thus overjoy'd, "O fruit divine,
Sweet of thyself, but much more sweet thus cropt;
Forbidden here, it seems, as only fit

For gods; yet able to make gods of men:
And why not gods of men, since good, the more
Communicated, more abundant grows.

The author not impair'd, but hononr'd more?
Here, happy creature, fair angelic_Eve !

Partake thou also, happy though thou art, Flattery. Happier thou may'st be; worthier canst not be; Tempting. Taste this, and be henceforth among the gods, Thyself a goddess, not to earth confin'd,

But sometimes in the air, as we; sometimes Ascend to Heav'n, by merit thine, and see What life the gods live there, and such live thou." Tempting. So saying, he drew nigh, and to me held,

Ev'n to my mouth, of that same fruit held part. Which he had pluck'd. The pleasant sav'ry smell

So quicken'd appetite, that I methought,

Could not but taste. Forthwith up to the clouds Romantic. With him I flew, and underneath beheld Imagina- The earth out stretch'd immense, a prospect wide And various. Wond'ring at my flight and change To this high exaltation; suddenly

tion.

My guide was gone, and I, methought, sunk down
And fell asleep. But O how glad I wak'd
To find this but a dream;

XLIX.

ANGUISH FOLLOWED BY

TRANSPORT.

The scene of Indiana's being found to be Mr. Sealand's daughter. [Consc. Lov.]

Ind.I AM told, Sir, you come about business, which requires your speaking with me.