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Ben Jonson with some warmth ; Mr. Hales, who had sat still for some time, told them, That if Mr. Shakspeare had not read the ancients, he had likewise not stolen any thing from them; and that if he would produce any one topick finely treated by any one of them, he would undertake to thew something upon the same subject, at least as well written, by Shakspeare.
The latter part of his life was spent, as all men of good fense will with theirs may be, in eafe, retirement, and the conversation of his friends. He had the good fortune to gather an estate equal to his occasion, and, in that, to his with ; and is said to have spent some years before his death at his native Stratford,
He died in the 53d year of his age, leaving three daughters, of which two lived to be married ; Judith, the elder, to one Mr. Thomas Quiney, by whom the had three sons, who all died without children, and Susannah, who was his favourite, to Dr. John Hall, a physician of good reputation in that country. She left one child only, a daughter, who was married, first, to Thomas Nah, Esq. and afterwards to Sir John Bernard of Abbington, but died likewise without issue.
The BEAUTIES of SHAKSPEARE.
WEET are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venemous, Wears yet a precious jewel in its head.
As You Like It, A. 2. Sc. I.
Anger is like
ART ART AND NATURE.
Nature is made better by no mean, But Nature makes that mean : fo over that Art Which, you say, adds to Nature, is an Art That Natúre makes. You see, sweet maid, we marrý A gentler scyon to the wildest stock; And make conceive a bark of baser kind By buds of nobler race. This is an Art Which does mend Nature, change it rather; but The Art itself is Nature.
The Winter's Tali, A. 4. Sc. 3.
O, but man ! proud man! Dreft in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he's most assured, His glassy essence, like an angry ape, Plays such fantastic tricks before high heav'n, As makes the angels weep; who, with our spleens, Would all themselves laugh mortal.
Measure for Measuré, A. 2. Sc. 4.
Plate fin with gold,
King Lear, A. 4. Sc. 6.
Romeo and Juliet, A. 1. Sc. 4.
May he live
King Henry VIII. A. 2. Sc. 2.
Mine enemy's dog, Though he had bit me, should have stood that night Against my fire.
King Lear, A. 4.
7. CONSCIENCE. What stronger breast-plate than a heart untainted? Thrice is he arm'd that hath his quarrel just; And he but naked, though lock'd
up Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.
Henry VI. Part II. A. 3. Sc. 3.
Henry VIII. A. 2. Sc. 3.