In such a place as this, at such an hour, J. HOME 414 THOMAS MOWBRAY, Duke of noRFOLK 415 HOWEVER God or fortune cast my lot, there lives or dies, true to King Richard's throne, cast off his chains of bondage, and embrace go I to fight: truth hath a quiet breast. W. SHAKESPEARE TARQVINIVS svperbVS DE SOMNIO SVO 'UM jam quieti corpus nocturno impetu CUM dedi, sopore placans artus languidos ; in me arietare, eoque ictu me ad casum dari: resupinum; in cœlo contueri maximum ac mirificum facinus; dextrorsum orbem flammeum, radiatum solis, liquier cursu novo. 416 CONFECTORVM INTERPREtatio svper eodem SOMNIO TARQVINII REX, quæ in vitâ usurpant homines, cogitant, curant, vident, quæque agunt vigilantes, agitantque, ea si cui in somno accidunt minus mirum est: sed in re tantâ haud temere visa se offerunt: 417 418 proin vide, ne, quem tu esse hebetem deputes æquè ac pecus, is sapientiâ munitum pectus egregium gerat, teque regno expellat. Nam id quod de sole ostentum est tibi, populo commutationem rerum portendit fore perpropinquam: hæc bene verruncent populo. Nam quod ad dexteram cepit cursum ab lævâ signum præpotens, polcherrimè auguratum est, rem Romanam publicam summam fore. SEE LOVE IN BROOKS L. ACCIVS EE, gentle brooks, how quietly they glide, kissing the rugged banks on either side, while in their crystal streams at once they shew and with them feed the flowers which they bestow: tho' rudely thronged by a too near embrace, in gentle murmurs they keep on their pace to the loved sea: for streams have their desires, cool as they are, they feel love's powerful fires, and with such passion, that if any force stop or molest them in their amorous course, they swell, break down with rage and ravage o'er the banks they kissed and flowers they fed before. BE EARL OF ROCHESTER COURAGE TRIUMPHING OVER PERIL THE BASTARD TO KING JOHN E great in act, as you have been in thought; be stirring as the time: be fire with fire; W. SHAKESPEARE 419 Man. OF SAMSON AGONISTES MANOAH-CHORUS F ruin indeed methought I heard the noise. Oh! it continues, they have slain my son. Cho. Thy son is rather slaying them; that outcry from slaughter of one foe could not ascend. Man. Some dismal accident it needs must be; what shall we do, stay here or run and see? Cho. Best keep together here, lest running thither, we unawares run into danger's mouth. 420 421 This evil on the Philistines is fallen; from whom could else a general cry be heard? J. MILTON WALLENSTEIN TO MAX PICCOLOMINI THINK'ST thou, that fool-like, I shall let thee go, I hold thee for his son, and nothing more: he mangled. They are now past by, those hours S. T. COLERIDGE from Schiller DESCRIPTION OF AN ANCIENT CATHEDRAL 'O, all is hush'd and still as death-'Tis dreadful! whose ancient pillars rear their marble heads, and terror to my aching sight! the tombs F. S. III 5 422 423 424 nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear thy voice; my own affrights me with its echoes. A COMPARISON W. CONGREVE HE lapse of time and rivers is the same, TH both speed their journey with a restless stream; the silent pace, with which they steal away, no wealth can bribe, no prayers persuade to stay, and a wide ocean swallows both at last. a difference strikes at length the musing heart; I SOLILOQUY ON DEATH HAVE not lived after the rate to fear another world. We come from nothing into life, a time W. COWPER we measure with a short breath, and that often must centre in a shade; and they that have the rugged storms, which so much fright them here, 'TIS J. SHIRLEY THE BLESSING OF SELF-CONTROL IS not enough, alas! our power to extend, Our bliss consists not in possessions, in virtue's choice, and vice's needful chace T. KYD 425 SATAN TO THE COUNcil of infeRNAL PEERS OUT I should ill become this throne, O Peers, and this imperial sovranty, adorned 426 with splendour, armed with power, if aught proposed and judged of public moment, in the shape of difficulty or danger, could deter me from attempting. Wherefore do I assume of hazard as of honour, due alike to him who reigns, and so much to him due THE THE LOVE OF KINGS J. MILTON HE love of kings is like the blowing of winds, which whistle sometimes gently among the leaves, and straightway turn the trees up by the roots; or fire, which warmeth afar off, and burneth near hand; or the sea, which makes men hoise their sails in a flattering calm, and to cut their masts in a rough storm. They place affection by times, by policy, by appointment; if they frown, who dares call them unconstant? if bewray secrets, who will term them untrue? if fall to other loves, who trembles not, if he call them unfaithful? 427 ROME J. LYLY OME, Rome, thou now resemblest a ship when foaming billows feel the northern blasts; |