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pour fe faire entendre au plus jufte des Rois,
Par cette trifte bouche elle empruntoit ma voix.!
Act 2. fc. 9.

Nothing can be contrived in language more averse to the tone of the paffion than this florid fpeech. I fhould imagine it more apt to provoke laughter than to inspire concern or pity.

In a fourth class shall be given fpecimens of language too light or airy for a fevere paffion.

The agony a mother must feel upon the favage murder of two hopeful fons, rejects all imagery and figurative expreffion, as difcordant in the highest degree. Therefore the following paffage is undoubtedly in a bad tafte:

Queen. Ah, my poor princes! ah, my tender babes,

My unblown flow'rs, new-appearing sweets!
If yet your gentle fouls fly in the air,
And be not fixt in doom perpetual,
Hover about me with your airy wings,
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And

And hear your mother's lamentationbert odwad Richard III alt 4. fc. 4.

Again,

K. Philip. You are as fond of grief as of your

child.

Conftance. Grief fills the room up of

child,

my abfent

Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me,
Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words,
Remembers me of all his gracious parts,
Stuffs out his vacant garment with his form;
Then have I reafon to be fond of grief.

King John, at 3. Sc. 6.

A thought that turns upon the expreffion instead of the subject, commonly called a play of words, being low and childish, is unworthy of any compofition, whether gay or ferious, that pretends to the fmalleft fhare of dignity. Thoughts of this kind make a fifth class.

In the Aminta of Taffo* the lover falls into a mere play of words, demanding how

At 1. fc. 3.

he

he who had loft himself, could find a miftrefs. And for the fame reason, the following paffage in Corneille has been generally condemned:

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Chimene. Mon pere est mort, Elvire, et la premiére épée

Dont s'eft armé Rodrigue à fa trame coupée.

Pleurez, pleurez, mes yeux, et fondez-vous en

eau,

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La moitié de ma vie a mis l'autre au tombeau,
Et m'oblige à venger, aprés ce coup funefte,
Celle que je n'ai plus, fur celle qui me refte,
Cid, alt 3. fc. 3.

To die is to be banish'd from myself:
And Sylvia is myfelf; banish'd from her,
Is felf from felf; a deadly banishment!

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Two Gentlemen of Verona, act 3. fc. 3.

Countess. I pray thee, Lady, have a better

cheer:

If thou ingroffeft all the griefs as thine,

Thou robb'ft me of a moiety.

All's well that ends well, act 3. fc. 3.

K. Henry. O my poor kingdom, fick with civil blows!

When that my care could not with-hold thy riots,

What

What wilt thou do when riot is thy care?oc don
O, thou wilt be a wilderness again, Asans¶
Peopled with wolves, thy old inhabitants.

Second part, Henry IV. alt 4. fc. LL.

Cruda Amarilli, che col nome ancora

D'amar, ahi laffo, amaramente infegni.

Paftor Fido, at 1, fc. 2.

Antony, fpeaking of Julius Cæfar:
O world! thou waft the forest of this hart;
And this, indeed, O world, the heart of thee.
How like a deer, ftricken by many princes,
Doft thou here lie!

Julius Cæfar, alt 3. fc. 3.

Playing thus with the found of words, which is ftill worfe than a pun, is the meaneft of all conceits. But Shakespear, when he defcends to a play of words, is not always in the wrong; for it is done fometimes to denote a peculiar character; as is the following paffage.

King Philip. What fay'ft thou, boy? look in the lady's face.

Lewis. I do, my Lord, and in her eye I find

A wonder, or a wond'rous miracle;

The fhadow of myself form'd in her eye;

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Which being but the fhadow of your fon,
Becomes a fun, and makes your fon a fhadow.
I do proteft, I never lov'd myself,

Till now infixed I beheld myself
Drawn in the flatt'ring table of her eye.

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Faulconbridge. Drawn in the flatt'ring table of her eye!

Hang'd in the frowning wrinkle of her brow!
And quarter'd in her heart! he doth efpy
Himself Love's traitor: this is pity now,
That hang'd, and drawn, and quarter'd, there
fhould be,

In fuch a love fo vile a lout as he.

King John, act. 2. ft. 5.

A jingle of words is the loweft fpecies of this low wit; which is fcarce fufferable in any cafe, and leaft of all in an heroic poem. And yet Milton in fome instances has defcended to this puerility:

And brought into the world a world of wo.

- Begirt th' almighty throne

Befeeching or befieging

Which tempted our attempt.

At one flight bound high overleap'd all bound.

With a fhout

Loud as from numbers without number.

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