Morning, p. 90. 1. 16. 17. Real grief, p. 92. 1. 29. to 39. Immoderate grief discommended, p. 93. 1. 1. 10 21. Hamlet's foliloquy on his mother's marriage, p. 94 1. 10. to 39. p. 95. 1. 1. A compleat man, p. 95. 1. 35. 36. Cautions to young ladies, p. 98. 1. 9. to 14. 35. to 39. A fatyr on ungracious paftors, p. 99. 1. 12. to 18. A father's advice to his fon going to travel, p. 99. 1. 29. to 39. p. 100. 1. 1. to II. Hamlet, on the appearance of his father's ghost, p. 102. 1. 17. to 20. p. 103. 1. 1. to 14. The mischiefs it might tempt him to, p. 103. 1. 31. to 39. p. 104. 1. 1. Hamlet's conference with the ghost, p. 104. the whole scene, ending p. 107. 1. 21. Ophelia's description of Hamlet's mad address to her. p. 112. 1. 8. to 33Old age, p. 113. 1. 6. to 10. Happiness confifts in opinion, p. 120. 1. 16. 17. 18. Hamlet's account of his own melancholy, and reflections on man, p. 121. 1. 21. to 37. His reflections on the player and himself, p. 127. 1. 27. to 41. p. 128. Hypocrify, p. 130. 1. 15. to 24. [entire. Life and death weighed, p. 130. 1. 28. to 41. p. 131. 1. 1. to 19. * Calumny unavoidable, p. 132. 1. 28. 29. A noble mind difordered, p. 133. 1. 3. to 13. Hamlet's, directions and advice to the players, p. 134. 1. 4. to 39. pa 135. 1. 1. to 10. 66 * Mr. Guthrie, in his Essay on tragedy, contrasts this foliloquy of Hamlet with that of Cato, thus. The fpeech of Cato is that of a scholar, a philofopher, and a man of virtue: all the fentiments of such a speech are to be acquired by instruction, by reading, by conversation; Cato talks the language of the porch and academy. Hamlet, on the other hand, fpeaks that of the human heart, ready to enter upon a deep, a dreadful, a decisive act. His is the real language of mankind, of its highest to its lowest order; from the king to the cottager, from the philosopher to the peafant. It is a lan guage which a man may fpeak without learning; yet no learning can improve, nor philofophy mend it. This cannot be faid of Cato's speech. It is dictated from the head rather than the heart; by courage rather than nature. It is the speech of predetermined refolution, and not of human infirmity: it is the language of uncertainty, not of perturbation; it is the language of doubting; but of fuch doubts as the speaker is prepared to cut afunder, if he cannot refolve them. The words of Cato are not like those of Hamlet, the emana tions of the foul: they are therefore improper for a foliloquy, where the difcourse is fuppofed to be held with the heart, that fountain of truth. Cato seems instructed as to ali he doubts: while irrefolute, he appears determined; and bespeaks his quarters, while he questions whether there is lodging. How different from this is the conduct of Shakespear on the fame occafion!" On 1 1 flattery, and an even minded man, p. 135. 1. 26. to 39. p. 136. 1. 1. to 5. Midnight, p. 144. 1. 33. to 41. The King's defpairing foliloquy, and Hamlet's reflections on him, p. 146. 1. 7 to 41. p. 147. 1. 1. to 24. Part of the scene between Hamlet and his mother, p. 149. 1. 1. to 11. 15. 17. to 31. p. 150. 1. 13. 10 16. 33. 10 41. p. 151. 152. entire. p. 153. 1. 1. 10 27. Hamlet's reflections on his own irresolution, p. 159. 1. 7. to 40. p. 160. 1. 1. 2. Sorrows rarely single, p. 162. 1. 4. 5. 6. The divinity of kings, p. 163. 1. 17. to 20. A defcription of Ophelia's drowning, p. 171. 1. 20. to 37. Hamlet's reflections on Yorick's skull, p. 176. L. 36. to 42. p. 177 1. 1. to 10. A spotless virgin buried. p. 178. 1. 17. to 21. Melancholy, p. 179. 1. 31. to 35. Providence directs our actions, p. 180. 1. 18. 19. 20. A health, p. 187. 1. 20. to 24. P Othello, the Moor of Venice. * Referment, p. 193. 1. 24. to 27. In difpraife of honesty, p. 193. 1. 33. to 41. p. 194. 1. 1. to 16. Love the fole motive of Othello's marrying, p. 198. 1. 24. 10 28. Othello's relation of his courtship to the fenate, p. 203. l. 17. 10 35. p. 204. 1. 32. to 42. p. 205. 1. 1. to 28. Perfect content, p. 217. 1. 18. to 27. Reputation p. 237. 1. 28. to 35. Othello's foliloquy after having been worked up to jealousy by Iago, P. 240. 1. 22. to 37. Jealousy, p. 242. 1. 18. 19. 20. The tortures of jealousy, p. 242. 1. 27. to 42. p. 243. entire. p. 244. 1. 1. to 11. Othello's speech after having received the mandate, when confirmed in his fufpicions, p. 259. 1. 36. to 42. p. 260. l. 1. to 7. His pathetic upbraiding of his wife, p. 261. 1. 33. to 41. p. 262. entire, p. 263. 1. 1. to 18. Desdemona's faithfulness, p. 265. 1. 9. to 23. Othello's foliloquy in the bed-chamber, p. 274. 1. 33. to 39. P. 275. 1. 1. to 18. His confufion, after having murdered his wife, p. 277. 1. 24. to 34. His love for her, p. 279. l. 7. to 10. His bitter remorse, p. 282. 1. 32. to 35. p. 283. 1. 1. to 19. His Laft speech, p. 285. l. 4. to 22. * The beauties of this play (fays Mr. Dodd) are peculiarly Shakefpear's own. There are in it many excellencies which could not be introduced in this work, depending on circumstances, fo nicely adapted, no reader can relish them extracted from the tragedy, which is itself one compleat beauty. : TEMPES T. DRAMATIS PERSONA. ALONSO, King of Naples. || Trinculo, a jefter. Stephano, a drunken butler. and Mariners. Profpero, the rightful Duke Master of a ship, Boatswain, of Milan. Anthonio, bis brother, the u-Miranda, daughter to Prof furping Duke of Milan. Ferdinand, fon to the King of Naples Gonzalo, an honest old coun feltor of Naples. Adrian, Lords. Caliban, a falvage, and de formed flave. SCENE, an uninhabited island. ACT I. SCENE I. : On a ship at fea. A tempestuous noise of thunder and lightning heard. Enter a Shipmaster, and a Boatswain. Mast B OATSWAΙΝ. Boats. Here, master: what cheer. Maft. Good, speak to th' mariners: fall to't yarely, or we run ourseives a-ground; beftir, beftir. Enter Mariners. [Exit, Boats. Hey, my hearts; cheerly, my hearts; yare, yare; take in the top-fail; tend to the master's whistle; blow, 'till thou burst thy wind, if room enough. VOL. I. Enter Alonfo, Sebastian, Anthonio, Ferdinand, Gonzalo, and others. Alon. Good boatswain, have care: where's the master? play the men. Boats. I pray now, keep below. Ant. Where is the master, boatswain? Boats. Do you not hear him? you mar our labour; keep your cabbins; you assist the storm. Gonz. Nay, good, be patient. Boats. When the fea is. Hence - what care thefe roarers for the name of King? to cabbin; filence; trouble us not. Gonz. Good, yet remember whom thou hast aboard. Boats. None that I more love than myself. You are a counsellor; if you can command these elements to filence, and work the peace o'the present, we will not hand a rope more; use your authority If you cannot, give thanks you have liv'd fo long, and make yourself ready in your cabbin for the mifchance of the hour, if it so hap. Cheerly, good hearts: out of our way, I fay. [xit. Gonz. I have great comfort from this fellow; methinks he hath no drowning mark upon him; his complexion is perfect gallows. Stand faft, good fate, to his hanging; make the rope of his destiny our cable, for our own doth little advantage: if he be not born to be hang'd, our cafe is miferable. [Exeunt. Re-enter Boatswain. Boats. Down with the top mast: yare, lower, lower; bring her to try with main-course. A plague upon this howling!— A cry within. Re-enter Sebastian, Anthonio, and Gonzalo. they are louder than the weather, or our office. Yet again? what do you here? shall we give o'er, and drown? have you a mind to fink? Seb. A pox o' your throat, you bawling, blafphemous, uncharitable dog. Boats Work you then. Ant. Hang, cur, hang; you whorefon, infolent, noisemaker; we are lefs afraid to be drown'd than thou art. Gonz. Gonz. I'll warrant him from drowning, tho' the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and as leaky as an unstanch'd wench. Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; fet her two courses off to fea again, lay her off. Enter Mariners wet. Mar. All loft! to prayers! to prayers! all lost! [Exe. Boats. What, must our mouths be cold? Gonz. The King and Prince at pray'ers! let us assist'em. For our cafe is as theirs. Seb. I'm out of patience. [kards. Ant. We're merely cheated of our lives by drunThis wide-chopt rascal-'Would thou might'st lie The washing of ten tides! Gonz. He'll be hang'd yet, [drowning, Though every drop of water swear against it, A.confused noise within.] Mercy on us! We split, we split! farewel, my wife and children! Brother, farewel' we split we split! we split! Seb. Let's take leave of him. [Exit. [Exit. Gonz. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of fea for an acre of barren ground, long heath, brown furze, any thing; the wills above be done, but I would fain die a dry death! SCENE II. The inchanted island. [Exit. Mira. If by your art (my dearest father) you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them: The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the fea, mounting to th' welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out. O! I have fuffer'd With those that I saw fuffer: a brave vessel (Who had, no doubt, fome noble creatures in her) Dash'd all to pieces. O the cry did knock Against my very heart: poor fouls, they perish'd! Had I been any god of pow'r, I would Have funk the sea within the earth, or ere It should the good ship fo have fwallow'd, and |