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tled, left the liver white and pale, which is the badge of pusillanimity and cowardice. But the sherris warms it, and makes it course from the inwards to the parts extreme. It illuminateth the face; which, as a beacon, gives warning to all the rest of this little kingdom, man, to arm; and then the vital commoners, and inland petty spirits, muster me all to their captain, the heart; who great and puffed up with this retinue, doth any deed of courage and this valbr comes of sherris. So that skill in the weapon is nothing without sack, for that sets it awork; and learning, a mere hoard of gold kept by a devil till sack commences it, and sets it in act and use. Hereof comes it that Prince Harry is valiant; for the cold blood he did naturally inherit of his father, he hath, like lean, sterile and bare land, manured, husbanded and tilled, with drinking good, and good store of fertile sherris. If I had a thousand sons, the first human principle I would teach them, should be to forswear thin pota lions, and to addict themselves to sack.
XIV-Prologue to the Tragedy of Cato.—Pope.
TO wake the soul by tender strokes of art,
Who sees him act, but envies every deed ?
Who hears him groan, and does not wish to bleed ?
ShowM. Rome her Cato's figure drawn in state;
Dare to have sense yourselves; assert the stage;
XV-Cato's Soliloquy on the Immortality of the Soul.
TRAGEDY OF CATO.
IT must be so—Plato thou reasonest well!
Or, Whence this secret dread, and inward horror,
Tis the divinity that stirs within us :
Tis heaven itself that points out an Hereafter,
Eternity!—thou pleasing, dreadful thought!
Through what new scenes and changes must we pass
(And that there is, all nature cries aloud
Through all her works) he must delight in virtue ;
But when? Or where? This world was made for Cesar.
-this must end them.
[Laying his hand on hit sword.
Thus I am doubly arm'd. My death and life,
My bane and antidote are both before me.
The soul, secur"d in her existence, smiles
The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
XVII. Speech of Henry V, to his Soldiers at the Siege sf Harfleur.—Shakespeare's Henry V.
ONCE more unto the breach, dear friends once more,
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Let it pry o'er the portage of the head
Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it,
O'erhang and jutty his confounded base,
Now set the teeth, and stretch the nostril wide;
That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.
And teach them how to war. And you, good yeomen,
That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
XVIII-Speech of Henry V, before the Battle of Agincourt, on the Earl of Westmoreland's wishing for more Men from England.—Ib.
WHAT'S he that wishes more men from England?
To do our country loss; and, if to live,
The fewer man, the greater share of honor.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Then will he strip his sleeve, and show his scars.
But they'll remember, with advantages,
What feats they did that day. Then shall our names,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Glo'ster,
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
And gentlemen in England, now abed,
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here}
That fought with us upon St. Crispian's day.
XIX. Soliloquy of Dick the Apprentice.-
THUS far we run before the wind.cary!—Make an apothecary of me!What, cramp my genius over a pestle and mortar; or mew me up in
a shop, with an alligator stuffed, and a beggarly accaunt of empty boxes! To be culling simples, and constantly adding to the bills of mortality No! no! It will be much better to be pasted up in capitals, The Part Of Romeo By A Young Gentleman Who NEVER APPEARED On Any STAGE BEFORE! My ambition Tires at the thought. -But hold; mayn't I run some chance of failing in my attempt ? Hissed—pelted— laughed at—not admitted into the green room ;will never do—down, busy devil, down, down; try it again—loved by the women—envied by the men—applauded by the pit, clapped by the gallery, admired by the boxes. "Dear colonel, is'nt he a charming creature? My lord, don't you like him of all things?—Makes love like an angel! -What an eye he has !- -Fine legs!
I shall certainly go to his benefit.". -Celestial sounds! And then I'll get in with all the painters, and have myself put up in every print shop—in the character of Macbeth!" This is a sorry sight." (Stands an attitude.) In the character of Richard, "Give me another horse! Bind up my wounds!" This will do rarely.- -And then I have a chance of getting well married O glorious thought! I will enjoy it, though but in fancy. But what's o'clock? It must be almost nine. I'll away at once; this is club night—the spouters are all met little think they I'm in town—they'll he surprised to see me— -off I go; and then for my assignation with my master Gargle's daughter.
XX.—Cassius instigating Brutus to join the conspiracy against Cesar.Thag. Of Julius Cesar.
HONOR is the subject of my story.
In awe of such a thing as myself.
I was born free as CeSar; so were you: