Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,
Or else worth all the rest: I see thee still;
And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,
Which was not so before.-There's no such thing:
It is the bloody business, which informs

Thus to mine eyes.

7. DESPAIR.

The aspect is more wild and settled than in extreme fear. The inflated nostrils, the rolling and frenzied eyes, the darkly-clouded brow, the lips opened horizontally in distortion, revealing the forcibly-clenched teeth which gnash together in inexpressible agony, and the countenance and frame, which seem rather tortured by horrible convulsions than moved by spontaneous action of either nerves or muscles, are the ordinary demonstrations of despair, as seen in one dying in the consciousness that his soul is lost! The suffering is usually too intense to find utterance in words, but is expressed in loud groans of torture. When words are used, they are uttered with bitter agony, alternating with a harsh, loud tone amounting to fury. EXAMPLE:

Obey'd!-'tis well-yes, I deserve it all

On me-on me heaven's vengeance cannot fall
Too heavily-but Azim, brave and true,
And beautiful-must he be ruin'd too?
Must he too, glorious as he is, be driven
A renegade like me from love and heaven!
Like me!-weak wretch, I wrong him-not like me;
No-he's all truth, and strength, and purity!
Fill up your maddening hell-cup to the brim,
Its witchery, fiends, will have no charm for him!
Wretch as I am, in his heart still I reign

Pure as when first we met, without a stain !
Though ruin'd!-lost !-my memory, like a charm,
Left by the dead, still keeps his soul from harm!
Oh! never let him know how deep the brow
He kiss'd at parting is dishonour'd now ;-
Ne'er tell him how debased, how sunk is she,
Whom once he loved--once! still loves devotingly!
Thou laugh'st, tormentor,-what! thou'lt brand my name?
Do, do-in vain—he 'll not believe my shame-
He thinks me true, that nought beneath God's sky
Could tempt, or change me, and so once thought I !
But this is past-though worse than death my lot,
Than hell-'tis nothing while he knows it not.
Far off to some benighted land I'll fly,
Where sunbeam ne'er shall enter till I die;
Where none will ask the lost one whence she came,
But I may fade and fall without a name!

And thou-curst man, or fiend, whate'er thou art,
Who found'st this burning plague-spot in my heart,
And spread'st it-oh, so quick! through soul and frame,
With more than demon's art, till I became

A loathsome thing, all pestilence, all flame !

If, when I'm gone

8. JEALOUSY.

The manner is by turns pensive, querulous, uneasy, and abstracted. Hope alternates with Sorrow and Fear,* the whole overcast by an expression of bitterness.

EXAMPLE:

Othello. This fellow's of exceeding honesty,

And knows all qualities with a learned spirit
Of human dealings. If I do prove her haggard,
*See pp. 41, 42.

Though that her jesses were my dear heart-strings,
I'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind,
To prey at fortune. Haply, for I'm black,
And have not those soft parts of conversation
That chamberers have; or, for I am declined
Into the vale of years;-yet that's not much ;—
She's gone; I am abused; and my relief
Must be to loathe her. O turse of marriage,
That we can call these delicate creatures ours,
And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad,
And live upon the vapour of a dungeon,

Than keep a corner in the thing I love

For others' uses. Yet, 'tis the plague of great ones;
Prerogatived are they less than the base;

'Tis destiny unshunnable, like death:
Even then this forkèd plague is fated to us,
When we do quicken.-Desdemona comes :
If she be false, oh, then heaven mocks itself!—
I'll not believe it.

9. MALICE.

The teeth are clenched, the eyebrows drawn down, the eyes roll with a baleful and sinister expression. The voice is low, exasperated, and monotonous, and approximating to a hiss. The head is inclined to the left side. The deportment is flaccid and unimposing. The fists are clenched, and the elbows protrude angularly from the sides with a degree of mal-proportion and awkwardness. EXAMPLE:

How like a fawning publican he looks!

I hate him, for he is a Christian;

But more for that in low simplicity,

He lends out money gratis, and brings down

The rate of usance here with us in Venice.
If I can catch him once upon the hip,

I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
He hates our sacred nation, and he rails,
Even there where merchants most do congregate,
On me, my bargains and my well-won thrift,
Which he calls interest. Cursed be my tribe
If I forgive him.

10. PRIDE.

The lips are pressed together and protrude somewhat after the manner of pouting. The eyebrows are made to approach each other, and the eyes flash steadily from under them with a degree of effrontery approximating to fierceness. The words are uttered with firmness and emphasis, and in a manner inflated and pompous. The head is thrown firmly back. The body is drawn up to its full height. The gesticulation is erect and dignified, not infrequently involving long and majestic strides.

EXAMPLE:

Knowest thou Glenalvon,

Born to command ten thousand slaves like thee?

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My manors, halls, and towers shall still

Be open, at my sovereign's will,

To each one whom he lists, howe'er
Unmeet to be the owner's peer.
My castles are my king's alone
From turret to foundation-stone-
The hand of Douglas is his own ;
And never shall in friendly grasp
The hand of such as Marmion clasp."
And "This to me!" he said-

"An 'twere not for thy hoary beard,
Such hand as Marmion's had not spared
To cleave the Douglas' head!

And, first, I tell thee, haughty peer,
He, who does England's message here,
Although the meanest in her state,
May well, proud Angus, be thy mate:
And, Douglas, more I tell thee here,
Even in thy pitch of pride,
Here in thy hold, thy vassals near,
(Nay, never look upon your lord,
And lay your hands upon your sword),
I tell thee, thou'rt defied!

And, if thou said'st, I am not peer
To any lord in Scotland here,
Lowland or Highland, far or near,
Lord Angus, thou hast lied!"

11. REVENGE

For the most part assimilates itself with the nature of malice, but is more emphatic and deep-toned in its utterances. EXAMPLE:

St Pierre. You struck me

When I contended with the recreants,

That smite this moment, what ?—the one

Before they fawned upon! Across their arms you struck,

And fell'd me with the blow! now, take it back.

I tell thee

I ne'er received a blow from mortal man

But I did pay it back with interest !—one by on
I have parted with those virtues of a man
Which precept doth inculcate; but one grace