Quin et alias optime exprimunt poetæ animi ægritudines. Quam vivide defcribit Shakefperius Wolfeii angorem, fecum quomodo nuptias regis propofitas rumperet meditantis ?

Egrotus ille mente nefcio quid movet; "Labella rodit; impetu fubito falit;

"Nunc fiftit; oculofque tenet infixos folo ; "Nunc tempora premit digito, et iterum profilit, "Celerans gradum;-fiftit iterum-plangit manu "Pectora; deinde torquet ad luna jubar

"When I see Torrifmond, I am unquiet;
"And when I fee him not, I am in Pain.
"They brought a Paper to me to be fign'd;

Thinking on him, I quite forgot my Name,
"And writ, for Leonora, Torrifmond.

"I went to Bed, and, to myfelf, I thought
"That I would think on Torrifmond no more;
"Then fhut my Eyes, but could not shut out him.
"I turn'd, and try'd each Corner of my Bed,
"To find if Sleep was there; but Sleep was loft:
"Fev'rifh for Want of Reft, I rofe, and walk'd,
"And by the Moon-fhine to the Windows went ;
"There, thinking to exclude him from my Thoughts,
"I caft my Eyes upon the neighb'ring Fields,

"And, ere I was aware, figh'd to myself,
"There fought my Torrifmond.

k❝Some strange Commotion

DOUBLE DISCOVERY.

"Is in his Brain; he bites his Lips, and ftarts;
"Stops on a sudden, looks upon the Ground;
"Then lays his Finger on his Temple; ftrait
"Springs out into faft Gate, then stops again;
"Strikes his Breaft hard, and then, anon, he cafts
"His Eye against the Moon.

HENRY VIII.

Eodem pertinent illa Portia ad Brutum in focietatem eorum confilii jam affumptum qui contra Cafarem conjuraverant :

"Furtim quietum Brute liquisti torum,

Herique menfa fubito confurgens, gemens "Et huc et illuc ambulabas; brachia

Tranfverfa meditantem indicabant ; quid rei
Effet requirebam; tuebaris truci

"Vultu paventem; rurfus inquiro; caput
Perftringis ungue; calce proculcas humum ;
" Iterum rogatus anxiæ dicis nihil;
"Iratus inde leviter agitabas manum ;
"Abire fignis juffa difceffi dolens

Iftis merito fubjungendam arbitror orationem conjugis Northumbria Ducis in prima parte Henrici Quarti, qua mariti animum occupatum prorfus, et a fe alienum conqueritur.

You've ungently, Brutus,

"Stole from my Bed: And Yesternight at Supper, "You fuddenly arose and walk'd about,

Mufing and fighing, with your Arms a-cross : "And, when Lafk'd you what the Matter was,

"You ftar'd upon me with ungentle Looks.

"I urg'd you further; then you scratch'd your Head,
"And too impatiently stamp'd with your Foot:
"Yet I insisted, yet you answer'd not;
"But with an angry Wafture with your Hand,
"Gave Sign for me to leave you: so I did.

JULIUS CÆSAR.

"Cur gaudia fugis folita? cur temnis cibos ? Quid tibimet aufert, domine mi, fomnos leves? "Sollicitus oculos cur folo fixos tenes?

"Cur fede fubito profilis? Cur livido "Pallore juveniles genas fuffunderis ?

Quæ fequuntur autem vividam, eamque mentis totius in bello meditando imaginem continent:

Perlonga noctis fpatia dum duco vigil, Muffare tecum multa de bellis foles, "Turbata meditans grande quid per fomnia; "Nunc quafi fonipedis ora fpumantis regis; "Nunc euge! clamas, fufcitans dictis virosTM.

Ifta demum ægrotæ mentis figna bene expreffa reperire eft in narratione Ventidii apud Drydenum de M. Antonii defperatione:

mTell me, fweet Lord, what is't that takes from thee
"Thy Stomach, Pleasure, and thy golden Sleep?
"Why doft thou bend thy Eyes upon the Earth,
"And start so often, when thou fitt'ft alone?

Why haft thou loft the fresh Blood in thy Cheeks? -"In thy faint Slumbers I by thee have watcht,

"And heard thee murmur Tales of iron Wars:
"Speak Terms of Manage to thy bounding Steed;
"Cry, Courage! to the Field!-

HEN. IV. Part I.

"Exedit

"Exedit animum prorfus occultus dolor; "Potu, cibo, fomno abftinet; totus fibi "Deditur; et animo multa meditatur; parum Loquitur, loquenfque mente lymphata furit ! Quandoque regna fpernit, et valeant, ait; Aliquando tenera labra corrodens fremit ; Faftofe ridens ora nunc torquet:

n

Denique in hifce fere omnibus exemplis, Academici, eft cur miremur pulchram rerum enumerationem, antiquam fimplicitatem, et præcipue Euripideam, fuaviter olentem.

Sed multis profecto modis indicat femet ista animi ægritudo. Quam venufte tum amorem fuum tum defperationem defcribit puella in hac oratione ?

Cupii dolori penitus indulgens meo "Luminibus horis fingulis faciem viri "Tacitis notare; nobilis frontis decus,

"He makes his Heart a Prey to black Despair:
"He eats not, drinks not, fleeps not, has no Use
"Of any thing but Thought; or if he talks
" 'Tis to himself, and then 'tis perfect raving:
"Then he defies the World, and bids it pass;

"Sometimes he gnaws his Lips, then draws his Mouth
"Into a scornful Smile.

ALL FOR LOVE.

"Pulchre

"Pulchre recurvas palpebras, flexas comas,
Oculofque tremulis ignibus ceu fydera
"Lucida micantes, cordis occulta mei

Pingere tabella; cordis heu pulchram nimis
Tabella formam cepit indelebilem!
"Nunc abit, at ipfa veneror abfentem Deum,
Formæque adoro fplendida veftigia °.

In fequentibus autem ipfa amoris inquietiffima natura feliciffime exprimitur :

Amaffe tene dicis ?-haud credo quidem. « Nôrunt amantes quicquid infani gerunt Jubente amore; insana qui semper jubet. Amaffe credam tene?

"Solent amantes omnium, totum diem, "Aures amicæ laudibus obtundere— Amaffe credam tene?

"Solent amantes agere concinne nihil;

。 " 'Twas pretty, though a Plague, "To fee him every Hour; to fit and draw "His arched Brows, his hawking Eye, his Curls, "In our Heart's Table: Heart, too capable "Of every Line and Trick of his fweet Favour! "But now he's gone, and my idolatrous Fancy "Muft fanctify his Relicks.

ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL.

"Veniunt