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I would cut my name upon them, and swear they were the loveliest trees throughout the desert: if their leaves wither'd, I would teach myself to mourn; and, when they rejoiced, I would rejoice along with them.
That virtue, which could brave each toil but late, With woman's weakness now bewails its fate. Approach, my son; behold thy father laid, A wither'd carcass that implores thy aid; Let all behold: and thou, imperious Jove, On me direct thy lightning from above: Now all its force the poison doth assume, And my burnt entrails with its flame consume.
That made your Father greater than before, And what he justly lost that did restore. 'Twas that which first thy Beauty did disclose, Which else had wither'd like an unseen Rose; 'Twas that which brought thee to the Court, and there Dispos'd thee next my self, i'th' highest Sphere: Alas, obscurely else thou'dst liv'd and died, Not knowing thy own Charms, nor yet this Pride. Er.
A hater of his kind? yet some would say, With them he could seem gay amid the gay; But own'd that smile, if oft observed and near Waned in its mirth and wither'd to a sneer; That smile might reach his lip, but pass'd not by; None e'er could trace its laughter to his eye: Yet there was softness, too, in his regard, At times a heart is not by nature hard.
But time did beckon to the flowers, and they My noon most cunningly did steal away, And wither'd in my hand. "'My hand was next to them, and then my heart; I took, without more thinking, in good part, Time's gentle admonition; Which did so sweetly death's sad taste convey, Making my mind to smell my fatal day, Yet sugaring the suspicion.
What are these, So wither'd, and so wild in their attire That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth. And yet are on't " He repeated a good deal more of Macbeth. His recitation was grand and affecting, and, as Sir Joshua Reynolds has observed to me, had no more tone than it should have: it was the better for it.
Now I am old and grey, My bones are rack'd with pain, And time speeds fast away But why should I complain? There are joys in life's young morn That dwell not with the old. Like the flowers the wind hath torn, From the strem, all bleak and cold. The weary heart may mourn O'er the wither'd hopes of youth, But the flowers so rudely shorn Still leave the seeds of truth.
Your old preceptor repeated, with much solemnity, the speech How far is't called to Fores? What are these So wither'd and so wild in their attire, etc. This day we visited the ruins of Macbeth's castle at Inverness.
And he began to repeat, slowly, musically, lines of verse which his companion had never heard: 'O what can ail thee, Knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering? The sedge has wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing. He went through the poem; Nancy the while did not stir. It was as though he murmured melody for his own pleasure, rather than recited to a listener; but no word was inaudible.
I have heard it credibly reported, by those who said they were Eye-Witnesses, that a small Locust-Tree, about the Thickness of a Man's Arm, being struck by one of these Snakes, at Ten a Clock in the Morning, then verdant and flourishing, at four in the Afternoon was dead, and the Leaves red and wither'd. Doubtless, be it how it will, they are very venomous.
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