Threw many a northward look, to fee his father Bring up his pow'rs; but he did long in vain! There were two honours loft ; yours and your fon's: In the grey vault of heav'n; and by his light To do brave acts. He was indeed the glafs, And speaking thick, which nature made his blemish, For thofe, that could fpeak low and tardily, To feem like him: fo that in speech, in gait, In military rules, humours of blood, He was the mark and glafs, copy and book, That fashion'd others. And him, wond'rous him! O miracle of men! him did you leave To look upon the hideous god of war In disadvantage; to abide a field, Where nothing but the found of Hotfpur's name Never, 2 Never, O, never do his ghoft the wrong, With others, than with Him. Let them alone: Had my fweet Harry had but half their numbers, Juftice Shallow is an admirably well drawn comic character, but he never appears better, than by reflection in the mirror of Falstaffe's wit, in whofe defcriptions he is most strongly exhibited.—It is said by fome, that the Justice was meant for a particular gentleman, who had profecuted the author for deer-stealing. I know not whether that story be well grounded. The Shallows are to be found every where, in every age: but they who have least character of their own, are most formed and modified by the fashion of the times, and by their peculiar profeffion or calling. So though we often meet with a resemblance to this Juftice, we shall never find an exact parallel to him, now when manners are so much changed.-History or Philosophy H 4 Philosophy cannot better fet forth the fuperior danger of a rebellion sanctified by the Church, than by the following words of Morton : MORTON. The gentle Archbishop of York is up But now, the bishop Turns infurrection to religion: Suppos'd fincere and holy in his thoughts, He's follow'd both with body and with mind, Of fair King Richard, serap'd from Pomfret ftones ; Nor Nor can the indecency of a prelate's appearing in arms, and the abuse of an authority derived from the facred function, be more strongly arraigned, than in the speeches of Westmorland, and John of Lancaster. WESTMORLAND. Then, my lord, Unto your grace do I in chief addrefs The fubftance of my fpeech. If that rebellion With your fair honours. You, my lord archbishop, Whose fee is by a civil peace maintain'd, Whose beard the filver hand of peace hath touch'd, Whofe learning and good letters peace hath tutor❜d, Whose white investments figure innocence, The dove and very bleffed fpirit of peace; Wherefore Wherefore do you so ill translate yourself, Out of the speech of peace, that bears fuch grace, Into the harsh and boift'rous tongue of war? LANCASTER. My lord of York, it better fhew'd with you, Than now to fee you here an iron man, It is ev'n fo. Who hath not heard it spoken, How deep you were within the books of heav'n To us, the speaker in his parliament, The very opener and intelligencer Between the grace, the fanctities of heav'n, As |