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And, for my soul, what can it do to that,
Being a thing immortal as itself ? Hamlet, A. I, S. 4.
O thou good Kent, how shall I live, and work,
To match thy goodness? my life will be too short,
And every measure fail me , Lear, A. 4, S. 7.

- This our life, exempt from publick haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.

As you like it, A. 2, S. 1. The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud, if our faults whipp'd them not; and our crimes would despais, if they were not cherish'd by our virtues.

All's well that ends well, A. 4, S. 3.

At my birth,
The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes;
These signs have marked me extraordinary ;
And all the courses of my life do shew,
I am not in the roll of common men.

Henry IV. P. 1, A. 3, S. 1.

My life is spann'd already ;
I am the shadow of poor Buckingham ;
Whose figure even this instant cloud puts on,
By dark’ning my clear fun. Henry VIII. A. 1, S. 1.
Beaufort's red sparkling eyes blab his heart's malice,
And Suffolk's cloudy brow his stormy hate ;




every measure fail me.] All good which I shall allot thee, or measure out to thee, will be scanty. JOHNSON “ Measure" here is effort, endeavour.

A. B. My life is Spann'd already.) To span is to gripe, or inclose in the band ; to Span is also to measure by the palm and fingers. The meaning, therefore, may either be, that hold is taken of my life; my life is in the gripe of my enemies, that my time is measured, the length of my life is now determined.

JOHNSON. 156 My life is spann'd," i po my life is short. We now say, contracted to a span, for any short space of time.



A. B.

Sharp Buckingham unburdens with his tongue

The envious load that lies upon his heart;
And dogged York, that reaches at the moon,
Whose over-weening arm I have pluck'd back,
By false accuse doth level at my life.

Henry VI. P. 2, A. 3, S. 1,
I cannot tell, what you and other men
Think of this life; but, for my single self,
I had as lief not be, as live to be
In awe of such a thing as I myself.
I was born free as Cæfar; so were you:
We both have fed as well; and we can both
Endure the winter's cold as well as he.

Julius Cæsar, A, I, S. 2.

I am married to a wife,
Which is as dear to me as life itself;
But life itself, my wife, and all the world,
Are not with me esteem'd above thy life.

Merchant of Venice, A. 4, S. 1.
Thou art too noble to conserve a life
In base appliances. Measure for Measure, A. 3, S. 1.

Reason thus with life,
If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing,
That none but fools would keep.
Measure for Measure, A. 32

S. I.
Nay, take my life and all, pardon not that:
You take my house, when you do take the prop
That doth fúftain my house ; you take


life When you do take the means whereby I live.

Merchant of Venice, A. 4, S. 1. Make me to see it; or (at least) so prove it, That the probation bear no hinge, nor loop, To hang a doubt on: or, woe upon thy life!

Othello, A. 3. S. 3.

For all, that life can rate Worth name of life, in thee hath estimate ;


Youth, beauty, wisdom, courage, virtue, all
That happiness and prime', can happy call.

All's well that ends well, A. 2, S. 1.

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I met a lion,
Who glar'd upon me, and went surly by,
Without annoying me:
And, yesterday, the bird of night did fit,
Even at noon-day, upon the market-place,
Hooting, and shrieking.
I do believe they are portentous things
Unto the climate, that they point upon.

Julius Cæsar, A. 1, S. 30
To whom do lions cast their gentle looks?
Not to the beast that would usurp their den.
Whose hand is that the foreft bear doth lick?
Not his, that spoils her young before her face.

Henry VI. P. 3, A. 2, S. 2.
Thus yields the cedar to the axe's edge,
Whose arms gave ihelter to the princely eagle,
Under whose shade the ramping lion tlept;
Whose top branch over-peer'd Jove's spreading tree,
And kept low shrubs from winter's powerful wind.'

Henry VI. P. 3, A: 5, S. 2.
Methought, he bore him in the thickest troop,
As doth a lion in a herd of neat :

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prime.] Youth; the spring or morning of life.

Johnson, Should we not read pride? Dr. Johnson explains prime to mean youth; and indeed I do not see any other plausible interpretation that can be given of it. But how does that suit with the context ? Happiness and pride, may fignify, I think, the pride of happinefs, the proudest state of happiness. TYRWHIT I think we should read,

" That happiness in prime can happy call." i. c. happiness in the greatest degree.

A. B.

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Or as a bear, encompass'd round with dogs;
Who having pinch'd a few, and made them.cry,
The rest stand all aloof, and bark at him.

Henry VI. P. 3, A. 2, S. 1.

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I I had rather heat my liver with drinking.

Antony and Cleopatra, A. 1, S. 2.


- Gentle lady,
When I did first impart my love to you,
I freely told you, all the wealth I had
Ran in my veins, I was a gentleman;
And then I told you true.

Merchant of Venice, A. 3, S. 2.
Heaven, and fortune, bar me happy hours!
Day, yield me not thy light; nor, night, thy reft;
Be opposite all planets of good luck
To my proceeding, if, with pure heart's love,
Immaculate devotion, holy thoughts,
I tender not thy beauteous princely daughter !

Richard III. A. 4, S. 4.
The leisure, and the fearful time
Cuts off the ceremonious vows of love,
And ample interchange of sweet discourse,

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1 I had rather heat my liver with drinking.] To know why the iady is so averse from beating her liver, it must be remembered, that a heated liver is supposed to make a pimpled face.

JOHNSON. Dr. Johnson is mistaken, I believe, in supposing that the lady is thinking of a pimpled face. The seat of love was by ancient writers supposed to be in the liver. The foothsayer says to Charmion, “ You shall

be more beloving than belov’d.” If that is the case, replies the, I had rather heat my liver, with drinking than with love.

A. B.



Which so long sundred friends should dwell upon,
God give us leisure for these rites of love!

Richard III, A. 5, S.

Perhaps, he loves you now;
And now no soil, nor cautel, doth besmirch
The virtue of his will: but, you must fear,
His greatness weigh’d, his will is not his own;
For he himself is subject to his birth.

Hamlet, A. 1, S. 3.
O, Hamlet, what a falling off was there !
From me, whose love was of that dignity,
That it went hand in hand even with the vow
I made to her in marriage; and to decline
Upon a wretch, whose natural gifts were poor
To those of mine!

Hamlet, A. I, S. 5.
Hafte me to know it; that I, with wings as swift
As meditation, or the thoughts of love,
May sweep to my revenge. Hamlet, A. 1, S. 5.
This is the very ecstasy of love:
Whose violent property forędoes itself,
And leads the will to desperate undertakings,
As oft as any passion under heaven,
That does afflict our natures. Hamlet, A. 2, S. 1,
* The instances, that second marriage move,
Are base respects of thrift, but none of love.

Hamlet, A. 3, S. 2.
There lives within the very flame of love
A kind of wick, or snuff, that will abate it ;
And nothing is at a like goodness still;
For goodness, growing to a pleurisy,

in his own too much. Hamlet, A. 4, S. 7.


1 The instances.] The motives.

JOHNSON. We should rather explain “ instances” by circumstances. We cannot well say, the motives that move.

A. B.

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