"Domatur ignis; obruor jam fanguine.-
"At femet offert ecce quis truncus mihi?
Agnofco amantem! memet en fignis vocat !
Abito, lateri femper barebo comes-
"At tu nociva fplendide forma nitens
"Ne fequere pellex-definas limis virum
"Venari ocellis-mitte blanditias tuas
"Hunc nemo pofthac, ipfa non adimes mihi ".

y "Ohl for Mercy!

"Mercy! I know it not-for I am miferable.
"I'll give thee Mifery, for here fhe dwells;
"This is her Houfe, where the Sun never dawns,
"The Bird of Night fits fcreaming o'er the Roof,
"Grim Spectres fweep along the horrid Gloom,
"And Nought is heard but Wailings and Lamentings.
"Hark! fomething cracks above! it shakes, it totters!
"And fee the nodding Ruin falls to crush me!
""Tis fall'n, 'tis here! I feel it on my Brain!

"Let her take my Counsel !

"Why should'st thou be a Wretch? Stab, tear thy Heart, "And rid thyself of this detefted Being;

"I wo'not linger long behind thee here.

"A waving Flood of blewish Fire fwells o'er me;
"And now 'tis out, and I am drown'd in Blood.

"Ha! what art thou! thou horrid headless Trunk?
"It is my Haftings! See, he wafts me on!
Away! I go, Ifly! I follow thee.

"But come not thou with mischief-making Beauty
"To interpose between us, look not on him;
"Give thy fond Arts and thy Delusions o'er;
"For thou flalt never, never part us more.

JANE SHORE.

Apud

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Apud antiquos frequens eft Oreftes in scenis quem etiam infanientem tum ob cædem non maternam quidem, fed regiam, tum ob amorem fruftratum, feliciter induxit auctor tragœdiæ quæ Mater Afflicta infcribitur;

"Subfequor-amantes quippe cunctantem manent— "Audin' vocantes? fumat etiamnum cruor? Mifcebo noftrum-conditos facile capit

"Tres tumulus idem

Corripior aftu-volvitur caput―ruit "Nox atra cerebro—quis O nauclerus mihi Adjutor aderit, dirigens cæco viam? "Horreo gelu-lucefcit, agnofco diem! "Aurora falve cæfia—en! Pylades rubris "Circumdor undis―æquor en! roseum nato, « Fluctus cruentos expuens-cerebrum flagrat. Quin apage Pyrrhe-Quid vis? au! torvum videt! Quis tua ligavit vulnera? at gladio petam ! "Spartana juffit virgo-quid cerno? nefas!

Infida Pyrrhum brachiis arctis fovet !

"Huc adfis-fer opem-vultus intentat mihi "Terribile quiddam-contrahit frontem-necem "Minatur horrendum intuens-turbat meos

Infenfa fenfus-nefcio qui fim-quis es?
Properate prohibete fcelus infandum-phalanx
Argiva nolo regium tangat caput.

"Inflammor-ecce! rurfus infiliunt mihi
"Furiæ, tremendo fepior examine-

Protegite

Protegite-timeo attonitus anguicomum gregem! "Sibila protendunt colla-contorquent faces "In ora noftra-dentibus frendent-vibrant Flagella dira ferrea, ululatibus "Percellor aures—ecce! tartareas ferox Inftigat ipfa virgo-definite meo

Ingerere gremio fcorpios-O! lethifer « Ima mihi pungit pectoris ftimulus-cito Quin fume panas Hermione-præcordia "Velle mibi-lacera corpus.

Nulla

z “ The murder'd Lovers wait me-Hark! they call!
"Nay, if your Blood ftill reeks, I'll mingle mine:
"One Tomb will hold us all.

"I am dizzy!-Clouds!-Quite loft in utter Darkness!
"Guide me, fome friendly Pilot, through the Storm.
" I shiver !-Oh, I freeze!-So:-Light returns ;
"'Tis the gray Dawn-See, Pylades! Behold!—
"I am encompast with a Sea of Blood!

"The crimson Billows!-Oh! My Brain's on Fire!
"Pyrrhus, ftand off! What would'ft thou ?-How he glares!
"What envious Hand has clofed thy Wounds?-Have at thee.
"It is Hermione that ftrikes. -Confufion!

"She catches Pyrrhus in her Arms.————Oh, fave me!

"How terrible fhe looks!-She knits her Brow!

"She frowns me dead: She frights me into Madness! "Where am I?. Where are you?

"Run, fome one, tell my Greeks,

"I will not have them touch the King,-Now!-Now! "I blaze again!-See there!-Look where they come !

"A Shoal of Furies!-How they swarm about me!

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My Terror! Hide me!-Oh their snaky Locks!

Hark!

Nulla igitur magis animum cruciari perturbatione quam ea quæ a fcelerum confcientia proficifcitur, vel iftud teftatur exemplum; cui plura mox tum probationis, tum ornamenti gratia fubjiciemus.

Ad μανίας porro quod attinet omnigenas exprimendas, nullus dubitarem Shakefperium ipfis antiquis opponere, recentioribus præferre. Appello Opheliam, Learium, Edgarum, personas apud omnes probatiffimas: ex quibus longum effet exempla proferre.-Ipfam vero quafi naturam infaniæ optime Leius exprimit in fequentibus; quanquam apud eum homines ita fæpe infanire videre eft, ut non tam perfonas, quam ipfum poetam furere credideritis.

Tacete, quicquid dicitis, de feminis
Tacete, fana mente fic placidus fruar.
« Haud aliter amens forte, nec compos fui,
Quandoque vir paulifper ad fefe redit:

"Hark! how they hifs !-See! See their flaming Brands! "Now they let drive full at me !-How they grin,

"And shake their iron Whips !-My Ears! What Yelling! "And fee Hermione !· -She fets them on!

"Thruft not your Scorpions thus into my Bofom!
"Oh!-I am ftung to Death!-Dispatch me foon!

"There-Take my Heart, Hermione !-Tear it out!
"Disjoint me!-kill me!

DISTRESSED MOTHER.

"Recta

"Recta loquela fallit aftantes viros ;
"Ad tempus omnis ore difcedit furor,
Queriturque duram corporis cuftodiam ;
Quod fi memineris capitis incautus mali,
Infrendet ille dentibus, fpumas agit,
"Vincula quatit, volvit oculos, iterum furit *.

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Denique nofter, qui naturæ erat tanquam a confiliis, peritiffime "Egwras, five amores tractavit ; copiofiffimum quidem ac maxime omnium lubricum imaginandi locum; in quibus exprimendis, id certe in controverfiam fæpe vocari poteft, utrum plus in illis infit vel dulcedinis, vel elegantiæ, vel caftitatis. Multa hujufmodi paffim occurrunt exempla. Testor tantum amatorium inter Romeonem et Juliettam colloquium, venuftiffimis imaginibus, et naturæ imprimis confentaneis, refertum:

Loquitur, tacetne, nefcio-loquitur tamen-
Loquitur ocellis-colloqui certe libet—

a ❝ To my
charm'd Ears no more of Woman tell
"Name not a Woman, and I shall be well:
"Like a poor Lunatick that makes his Moan,
"And for a while beguiles his Lookers on;
"He reasons well, his Eyes their Wildness lose,

;

"He vows the Keepers his wrong'd Sense abuse:

"But if you hit the Cause that hurt his Brain,

"Then his Teeth gnath, he foams, he shakes his Chain,
"His Eye-balls roll, and he is mad again.

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