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He had three daughters, of which two lived to be married; Judith, the elder, to one Mr. Thomas Quiney, by whom he had three fons, who all died without children; and Susannah, who was his favourite, to Dr. John Hall, a phyfician of good reputation in that country. She left one child only, a daughter, who was married first to Thomas Nash, Efq. and afterwards to Sir John Bernard, of Abingdon; but died likewife without iffue.

The character of Shakspeare, as a man, is best seen in his writings: but fince Ben Jonson has made a fort of an effay towards it in his Difcoveries, I will give it in his words:

"I remember the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakspeare, that in writing, whatsoever he penned, he never blotted out a line. My answer had been, Would he had blotted a thoufand! which they thought a malevolent fpeech. I had not told pofterity this, but for their ignorance, who chofe that circumftance to commend their friend by, wherein he most faulted; and to justify mine own candour: for I loved the man, and do honour his memory, on this fide idolatry, as much as any. He was indeed honeft, and of an open and free nature; had an excellent fancy, brave notions, and gentle expreffions, wherein he flowed with that facility that fometimes it was neceffary he fhould be stopped: fufflaminandus erat, as Auguftus faid of Haterius. His wit was in his own power; would the rule of it had been fo too! Many times he fell into thofe things which could not escape laughter; as when he faid in the perfon of Cæfar, one speaking to him,

"Cæfar, thou doft me wrong;"

he replied,

"Cæfar did never wrong but with just cause:" and fuch like, which were ridiculous. But he redeemed his vices with his virtues. There was ever more in him to be praised than to be pardoned."

THE

BEAUTIES

OF

SHAKSPEARE.

ADMIRATION.

ALL tongues fpeak of him, and the bleared fights
Are fpectacled to fee him. Your prattling nurfe
Into a rapture lets her baby cry,

While the chats him: the kitchen malkin pins

Her richest lockram 'bout her reechy neck,

Clambering the walls to eye him. Stalls, bulks, windows,
Are fmother'd up, leads fill'd and ridges hors'd,
With variable complexions-all agreeing

In earnestness to fee him: feld shown flamens
Do prefs among the popular throngs, and puff
To win a vulgar ftation: our veil'd dames
Commit the war of white and damask in
Their nicely gauded cheeks, to the wanton spoil
Of Phabus' burning kiffes: fuch a pother,
As if that whatfoever God who leads him
Were flily crept into his human powers,
And gave him graceful posture.

Coriolanus, A. 2. Sc. 1.

ADVERSITY.

Sweet are the uses of adverfity;

Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious jewel in its head.

As You Like It, A. 2. Sc. 1.

ADVICE.

Be thou bleft, Bertram, and fucceed thy father
In manners as in fhape; thy blood and virtue
Contend for empire in thee, and thy goodness
Share with thy birth-right! Love all, truft a few,

B

Do

Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy
Rather in power than ufe; and keep thy friend
Under thy own life's key: be check'd for filence,
But never tax'd for speech.

All's Well that Ends Well, A. 1. Sc.

ADVICE то GIRLS.

I.

-Beware of them, Diana! their promises, enticements, oaths, tokens, and all these engines of luft, are not the things they go under: many a maid hath been feduced by them; and the mifery is, example, that fo terribly fhews in the wreck of maidenhood, cannot for all that diffuade fucceffion, but that they are limed with the twigs that threaten them. Ibid. A. 3. Sc. 1.

AFFECTION.
Poor Lord! is't I

That chafe thee from thy country, and expose
Thofe tender limbs of thine to the event

Of the none-sparing war? and is it I

That drive thee from the sportive court, where thou
Waft shot at with fair eyes, to be the mark

Of fmoky mufquets? O you leaden meffengers,
That ride upon the violent speed of fire,

Fly with falfe aim! move the ftill piercing air,
That fings with piercing; do not touch my lord.
Whoever fhoots at him, I fet him there:
Whoever charges on his forward breast,
I am the caitiff that do hold him to it:
And though I kill him not, I am the cause
His death was fo effected. Better 'twere
I met the rav'ning lion when he roar'd
With fharp conftraint of hunger: better 'twere
That all the miferies which Nature owes
Were mine at once.

Ibid. A. 3. Sc. I.

'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

But now he's
gone; and my idolatrous fancy
Muft fanctify his relics.

Ibid. A. 1. Sc. 1.

If I depart from thee, I cannot live ; And in thy fight to die, what were it else, But like a pleasant flumber in thy lap? Here could I breathe my foul into the air, As mild and gentle as the cradle babe Dying with mother's dug between its lips.

Henry VI. Part II. A. 4. Sc. 9.

AFFLICTION.

-No, no, no, no! come, let's away to prison;
We two alone will fing like birds i' th' cage.
When thou doft afk my bleffing, I'll kneel down
And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live,
And pray, and fing, and tell old tales, and laugh
'At gilded butterflies; and hear poor rogues
Talk of court news: and we'll talk with them too,
Who lofes, and who wins; who's in, who's out;
And take upon's the mystery of things,

As if we were God's fpies. And we'll wear out,
In a wall'd prifon, packs and fects of great ones,
That ebb and flow by the moon. King Lear, A. 5. Sc. 5.

ALLEGIANCE.

-Though perils did

Abound as thick as thought could make 'em, and
Appear in forms more horid; yet my duty,
As doth a rock against the chiding flood,
Should the approach of this wild river break,
And ftand unfhaken yours.

Henry VIII A. 3. Sc

AMBITION.

Nay, then, farewell!

I've touch'd the highest point of all my greatnefs;
And from that full meridian of my glory,

I hafte now to my fetting. I fhall fall,
Like a bright exhalation in the evening,,
And no man fee me more.

Ibid. A. 3. Sc. 2.

Tis a common proof, That lowliness is young Ambition's ladder,

B 2

Whereto

Whereto the climber upwards turns his face;
But when he once attains the utmost round,
'He then unto the ladder turns his back,
Looks in the clouds, fcorning the bafe degrees
By which he did afcend.

Julius Cæfar, A. 2. Sc. 1

Why, then I do but dream on fov'reignty,
Like one that ftands upon a promontory,
And fpies a far-off fhore where he would tread,
Wishing his foot were equal with his eye,

And chides the fea that funders him from thence,
Saying he'll lade it dry to have his way.

Oh, Silius, Silius,

Henry VI. Part III. A. 3. Sc. 3.

I've done enough. A lower place, note well,
May make too great an act: for, learn this, Silius,
Better to leave undone, than by our deed

Acquire too high a fame, when he we ferve's away.

Ant. and Cleop. A. 3. Sc. 1.

AMBITIOUS LOVE.

It were all'one

That I fhould love a bright particular ftar,
And think to wed it; he is fo above me;
In his bright radiance and collateral light
Muft I be comforted, not in his sphere.
Th' ambition in my love thus plagues itself;
The hind that would be mated by the lion,

Muft die for love. All's Well that Ends Well, A, 1. Sc. I.

ANARCHY.

-My foul akes

To know, when two authorities are up,

Neither fupreme, how foon confufion

May enter 'twixt the gap of both, and take

The one by the other.

Coriolanus, A. 3. Sc. 1.

ANGER.

Stay, my Lord!

And let your reafon with your choler question
What 'tis you go about. To climb fteep hills
Requires flow pace. Anger is like

A full

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