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It has always struck me as very remarkable and singular that, in the little round box in which all our finer senses are ranged and stored up, and in the top of which moreover our thinking powers, and all the noblest intellectual products of our soul are deposited, we should find that red-lined drawer close beneath, with the delicate little bosses set like jewels over the tremulous vocal tongue and palate, garnisht in front with teeth that toil and cut, and closed by the graceful mouth.
Now you may tickle your fancies with the pleasures that were used there, by dansing, maskerading, Fire-works, playing upon Instruments, singing, leaping, and all other sort of gambals, that youth being back'd with Bacchus strength uses either for mirth or wantonness. O how merry they were all of 'em! And how deliciously were all the dishes dress'd and garnisht!
He's no a'thegither sae void o' sense neither; he has a gloaming sight o' what's reasonable that is anes and awa' a glisk and nae mair; but he's crack-brained and cockle-headed about his nipperty-tipperty poetry nonsense He'll glowr at an auld-warld barkit aik-snag as if it were a queezmaddam in full bearing; and a naked craig, wi' a bum jawing ower't, is unto him as a garden garnisht with flowering knots and choice pot-herbs.
THAT I to thee some joyous jests may show in gentle gloze, And frankly feed thy bended eares with passing pleasant prose: So that thou daine in seemly sort this wanton booke to view, That is set out and garnisht fine, with written phrases new. I will declare how one by hap his humane figure lost, And how in brutish formed shape, his loathed life he tost.
I lookt upon her, saw mirth in her eies, heard boldness in her words, and beheld her ready to tucke up her russat petticoate; and I fitted her with bels, which she merrily taking garnisht her thicke short legs, and with a smooth brow bad the tabur begin. The drum strucke; forward marcht I with my merry Mayde Marian, who shook her stout sides, and footed it merrily to Melford, being a long myle.
He's no a'thegither sae void o' sense neither; he has a gloaming sight o' what's reasonable that is anes and awa' a glisk and nae mair; but he's crack-brained and cockle-headed about his nipperty-tipperty poetry nonsense He'll glowr at an auld-warld barkit aik-snag as if it were a queezmaddam in full bearing; and a naked craig, wi' a bum jawing ower't, is unto him as a garden garnisht with flowering knots and choice pot-herbs.
It is much safer for him to say that "Shake-scene" is not meant for Shakespeare. Nobody can prove that it IS; the pun MAY be a strange coincidence, or any one may say that he thinks it nothing more; if he pleases. Like all players, who are all "anticks garnisht in our colours," Shake-scene, AS PLAYER, is "beautified with our feathers." It is Mr.
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