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I am not mad; this hair I tear is mine ; .
Grief mixed with Pity, assuming a Smile.
Grief fills the room up of my absent child,
Grief approaching to Distraction. Thou canst not speak of what thou dost not feel ; Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love, An hour but married, Tybalt murder'd, Doating like me, and like me banished, Then might'st thou speak, then might'st thou tear thy
hair, And fall upon the ground as I do now, Taking the measure of an unmade grave.
Ibid. Romeo and Juliet.
Grief choking Expression.
Mal. Be comforted.
Macd. He has no children!
Mal. Endure it like a man.
Macd. I shall.
They were all struck for thee ! naught that I am!
Remorse, or a painful remembrance of criminal actions or pursuits, casts down the countenance, and clouds it with anxiety, hangs down the head, shakes it with regret, just raises the eyes as if to look up, and suddenly casts them down again with sighs; the right hand sometimes beats the breast, and the whole body writhes as with self aversion. The voice has a harshness as in hatred, and inclines to a low and reproachful tone.
Keen Remorse for Drunkenness.
I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly; a quarrel, but nothing wherefore. O that men should putan enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains! that we should with joy, pleasure, revel, and applause, transform ourselves into beasts! I will ask him for my place again ; he shall tell me I am a drunkard : Had I as many mouths as Hydra, such an answer would stop them all. To be now a sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a beast ! O strange! every inordinate cup is unblessed, and the ingredient is a devil.
Remorse for Treachery and Ingratitude.
I am alone the villain of the earth;
My better service, when my turpitude
Ibid. Ant. and Cleo.
Reproach and Remorse for Murder of an innocent Child.
Oh, when the last account 'twixt heaven and earth
Ibid. King John.
Despair, as in a condemned criminal, or one who has lost all hope of salvation, bends the eye-brows downwards, clouds the forehead, rolls the eyes frightfully, opens the mouth horizontally, bites the lips, widens the nostrils, and gnashes the teeth. The arms are sometimes bent at the elbows, the fists clinched hard, the veins and muscles swelled, the skin livid, the whole body strained and violently agitated; while groans of inward torture are more frequently uttered than words. If any words, they are few, and expressed with a sullen eager bitterness, the tone of the voice often loud and furious, and sometimes in the same note for a considerable time. This state of human nature is too frightiul to dwell upon, and almost improper for imitation; for if death
cannot be counterfeited without too much shocking our humanity ; despair, which exhibits a state ten thousand times more terrible than death, ought to be viewed with a kind of reverence to the great Author of Nature, who seems sometimes to exhibit to us this agony of mind as a warning to avoid that wickedness which produces it.
Shakespeare has most exquisitely touched this fearful situation of human nature, where he draws cardinal Beaufort, after a wicked life, dying in despair, and terrified with the murder of duke Humphrey, to which he was accessary.
R. Hen. How fares my lord ? speak, Beaufort, to thy sove.
reign. Car. If thou be'st Death I'll give thee England's treasure, Enough to purchase such another island, So thou wilt let me live and feel no pain. - K. Hen. Ah, what a sign it is of evil life, When death's approach is seen so terrible !
War. Beaufort, it is thy sovereign speaks to thee.
Car. Bring me to my trial when you will,
K. Hen. O thou Eternal Mover of the heavens,
War. See how the pangs of death do make him grin.
K. Hen. Peace to his soul, if God's good pleasure be !
Ibid. 2d Part, Henry VI. The bare situation of the characters, the pause and the few plain words of King Henry, he dies and makes no sign ! have more of the real sublime in them than volumes of the laboured speeches in most of our modern tragedies, which, in the emphatical language of Shakespeare, may be said to be “full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.” SURPRISE, WONDER, AMAZEMENT, ADMIRA.
An uncommon object produces wonder; if it appears suddenly, it begets surprise ; surprise continuing becomes amazement; and if the object of wonder comes gently to the mind, and arrests the attention by its beauty or grandeur, it excites ad. miration, which is a mixture of approbation and wonder; so true is that observation of Dr. Young, in the tragedy of the Revenge :
Late time shall wonder, that my joys shall raise,
Wonder or amazement opens the eyes, and makes them appear very prominent. It sometimes raises them to the skies, but more frequently fixes them on the object ; the mouth is open, and the hands are held up nearly in the attitude of fear ; the voice is at first low, but so emphatical, that every word is pronounced slowly and with energy: When, by the discovery of something excellent in the object of wonder, the emotion may be called admiration, the eyes are raised, the hands lifted up, or clapped together, and the voice elated with expressions of rapture.
Surprise at unexpected Events.
Gone to be marry'd, gone to swear a peace !