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She never told her love,
But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud,
Feed on her damafk cheek: fhe pin'd in thought;
Twelfth Night, act 2. fc. 6.
York. Then, as I faid, the Duke, great Bolingbroke,
Mounted upon a hot and fiery steed,
Duchefs. Alas! poor Richard, where rides he the while?
York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-grac'd actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious:
Even fo, or with much more contempt, mens eyes Did fcowl on Richard; no man cry'd, God fave him!
No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home;
The badges of his grief and patience;
That had not God, for fome ftrong purpose,
The hearts of men, they muft perforce have
And barbarifm itself have pitied him.
Richard II. act 5. fc. 3.
Northumberland. How doth my fon and brother?
Thou trembleft, and the whiteness in thy chcek
But Priam found the fire, ere he his tongue:
Why, then I do but dream on fov'reignty,
And fo (I fay) I'll cut the caufes off,
Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking fhadow, a poor player,...
Macbeth, at 5. fc: 5.
O thou Goddess,
Thou divine Nature! how thyself thou blazon'st
Not wagging his sweet head; and yet as rough,
Cymbeline, at 4. Sc. 4.
The fight obtained of the city of Jerufalem by the Christian army, compared to that of land discovered after a long voyage, Taffo's Gierufalem, canto 3. ft. 4. The fury of Rinaldo fubfiding when not opposed, to that of wind or water when it has a free paffage, canto 20. ft. 58.
As words convey but a faint and obfcure notion of great numbers, a poet, to give a high notion of the object he describes with regard to number, does well to compare it to what is familiar and commonly known. Thus Homer * compares the Grecian army in point of number to a swarm of bees. In another paffage + he compares it to that profufion of leaves and flowers which appear in the spring, or of infects in a fummer's evening. And Milton,
As when the potent rod
Such comparisons have, by fome writers, been condemned for the lowness of
* Book 2.
See Vida Poetic. lib. 2. 1. 282.
+ Book 2. 1.551.
the images introduced: but furely without reafon; for, with regard to numbers, they put the principal subject in a strong light.
The foregoing comparisons operate by resemblance; others have the fame effect by contrast:
York. I am the laft of Noble Edward's fons, Of whom thy father, Prince of Wales, was first In war, was never lion rag'd more fierce; In peace, was never gentle lamb more mild; Than was that young and princely gentleman. His face thou hast; for even fo look'd he, Accomplish'd with the number of thy hours. But when he frown'd, it was against the French, And not against his friends. His noble hand. Did win what he did spend; and spent not that Which his triumphant father's hand had won. His hands were guilty of no kindred's blood, But bloody with the enemies of his kin. Oh, Richard! York is too far gone with grief, Or elfe he never would compare between.. Richard II. at 2. fc. 3•.
Milton has a peculiar talent in embellishing the principal fubject by affociating it with others that are agreeable, which is