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178 ORTHOMETRY. |
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Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm.
" King Lear.*
I'll look to like, if looking liking move.
" Romeo and Juliet*
Jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops.
" Romeo and Juliet."
His virtues Will plead, like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking oft.
"Macbeth."
But now I'm cabin'd, cribb'd, confined.
"Macbeth*
After life's fitful fever he sleeps well.
" Macbeth."
Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, j Vexing the dull ear of a dying man.
" King John*
My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs : She swore—in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange, Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful.
"Othello."
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail, Unwillingly to school.
"As You Like It."
They are not a pipe for Fortune's finger To sound what stop she please.
" Hamlet." |
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