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Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him,
When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds,
And fails upon the bosom of the air.

Romeo, A. 2, S. 2.
Look, as I blow this feather from my face,
And as the air blows it to me again,
Obeying with my wind when I do blow,
And yielding to another when it blows,
Commanded always by the greater gust;
Such is the lightness of you common men.

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

You leaden messengers,
That ride upon the violent speed of fire,
Fly with false aim ; move the still-piercing air,
That sings with piercing.'

All's well that ends well, A. 3, S. 2.
All those which were his fellows but of late,
Follow his strides, his lobbies fill with tendance,
Rain sacrificial whisperings in his ear,
Make sacred even his stirrup, and through him
Drink the free air.

Timon, A. 1, S. I.

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. The words are here oddly shuffled into nonsense. We should read,

pierce the still-moving air,

“ This fings with piercing.” i. e. pierce the air, which is in perpetual motion, and suffers no injury by piercing

WARBURTON. Perhaps we might better read, “ The still-piecing air,” is e. the air that clofes immediately.

STEEVENS. Still-piecing air” is very harsh. The old copy reads, “ Still peering air." Peering, I think, may have been printed in mistake for freering, and the words which immediately follow (“that sings with piercing") somewhat strengthens my conjecture. “ Pierce,” says Helena, “the air, that regards not your “ attack---that fleers, that mocks, that laughs, in short, at your power, but do not touch Bertram."

A. B.
What,

What, think'st That the bleak air, thy boisterous chamberlain, Will put thy shirt on warm? Will these moist trees; That have out-liv'd the eagle, page thy heels, And skip when thou point'st out? Will the cold brook, Candied with ice, caudle thy morning taste To cure thy o'er-night's surfeit ? Timon, A. 4, S. 3.

The blessed gods Purge all infection from our air, whilst you Do climate here !

Winter's Tale, A. 52

S. 1.

The air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our gentle senses'. Macbeth, A. I, S. 6.

A MBITION. As Cæsar lov'd me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him : but, as he was ambitious, I flew him: There are tears, for his love ; joy, for his fortune ; honour, for his valour; and death, for his ambition.

Julius Cæfar, A. 3, S. 2. He hath brought many captives home to Rome,

"Unto our gentle senses] How odd a character is this of the air, that it recommends itself to all the senses, not excepting the fight and hearing. Without doubt we should read “Unto our general “ fenfe," meaning the torch or feeling, which not being confined to one part, like the rest of the senses, but extended over the whole body, the poet, by a fine periphrafis, calls the general Jense.

WARBURTON. Senfes are nothing more than each man's fenfe. Gentle fenfe is very elegant, as it means placid, calm, composed, and intimates the peaceable delight of a fine day,

JOHNSON. There is no neceflity for Dr. Warburton's alteration. As to Dr. Johnson's explanation of the present reading, it is no way satisfactory. I read,

The air
Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself :---

Gentle unto our sense.
ii lo Soft, bland, pleasing to the sense.

1. B. Whose

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Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Cæsar seem ambitious ?
When that the poor have cry'd, Cæsar hath wept;
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff :
Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man !

Julius Cæsar, A. 3,.S. 2

'Tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber upwards turns his face: But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back; Looks in the clouds, fcorning the base degrees By which he did ascend. Julius Cæsar, A. 2. S. 1. Ah! gracious lord, these days are dangerous ! Virtue is choak'd with foul ambition, And charity chas'd hence by rancour's hand; Foul subornation is predominant, And equity exild your highness' land.

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

Fare thee well, great heart ! I!) weav'd ambition, how much art thou shrunk ! When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound; But now, two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough. Henry IV. P. 1. A. 5, S. 4. You all did see, that, on the lupercal, I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition ? Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious; And, sure he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know.

Julius Cæfar, A. 3, S. 2.

Common proof.] Common experiment.

JOHNSON. Rather, continually seen or found. The substantive for the verb.

A. B. Urge

Urge them, while their souls
Are capable of this ambition;
Left zeal, now melted, by the windy breath
Of soft petitions, pity, and remorse,
Cool and congeal again to what it was.

King John, A. 2, S. 2.
Love, and meekness, lord,
Become a churchman better than ambition;
I could say more,
But reverence to your calling makes me modest.

Henry VIII. A. 5, S. 2. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition; By that sin fell the angels, how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by't ? Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.

Henry VIII. A. 3, S. 2a

A M I TY. Madam, although I speak it in your presence, You have a noble and a true conceit Of god-like amity, Merchant of Venice, A. 3, S. 4.

A N G E R.

To climb steep hills, Requires now pace at first: Anger is.like A full-hot horse ; who being allow'd his way, : Self-mettle tires him. Henry VIII. A. I, S. 1., Anger's my meat ; I sup upon myself, And so shall starve with feeding-Come, let's go : Leave this faint puling, and lament as I do, In anger, Juno-like.

Coriolanus, A. 4, S. 2. It engenders choler, planteth anger; And better 'twere, that both of us did fast, Since, of ourselves, ourselves are cholerick,

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Than feed it with such over-roasted flesh.

Taming of the Shrew, A. 4, S. 2.

- Touch me with noble anger ! O, let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks !

Lear, A. 2, S. 40

AN GL IN G.
The pleasant'st angling is to see the fish
Cut with her golden oars the silver stream,
And greedily devour the treacherous bait.

Much ado about nothing, A. 3, S. 1.

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ANSWER.
The answer is as ready as a borrow'd cap'.

Henry IV. P.2,.A. 2, S. 2.

APPLAUSE.
O, thou fond many! with what loud applause
Díd’It thou beat heaven with blessing Bolingbroke,
Before he was what thou would'st have him be!
And being now trimm'd in thine own defires,
Thou beastly feeder, art so full of him,
That thou provok'st thyself to cast him up.

Henry IV. P. 2, A. I, S. 3.

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"The answer is as ready as a borrow'd cap.] But how is a borrow'd cap fo ready? read a borrower's cap, and then there is some humour in it; for a man that goes to borrow money is of all others the most complaisant; his cap is always at hand.

WARBURTON. Perhaps the old reading, a borrow'd cap, might be right. Falstaff's followers, when they stole any thing, called it a purchase. A borrowed cap might be a stolen one; which is sufficiently ready, being, as Falstaff says, to be found on every hedge,

MALONE. · Perhaps we should read, as ready as borrow'd crap. Crap, in vulgar language, is money. The expression is such as may well be expected from Poins.

The meaning will be, that borrowed money, as it is easily gotten, so it is frequently squandered with little thought; or, according to the proverb, “ lightly come, lightly go.”

A. B.

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