To please the eye were chosen pictures plac'd, ' And some light volumes to amuse the taste; 'Letters and music on a table laid, "For much the Lady wrote, and often play'd; He paus'd, he rose; with troubled joy the Wife Frankness and love appear'd in Stafford's face, Twice made the Guest an effort to sustain Her feelings, twice resum'd her seat in vain, pain: Quick she retir'd, and all the dismal night Thought of her guilt, her folly, and her flight; Then sought unseen her miserable home, To think of comforts lost, and brood on wants to come. X TALE XVII. RESENTMENT. She hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity; Yet, notwithstanding, being incens'd, is flint- 2 Henry IV. Act IV. Scene 4. Three or four wenches where I stood, cried-" Alas! good soul!" and forgave him with all their hearts: but there is no heed to be taken of them; if Cæsar had stabb'd their Mothers, they would have done no less. 1 Julius Cæsar, Act I. Scene 2. How dost? Art cold? I'm cold myself─Where is the straw, my fellow ? That can make vile things precious. King Lear, Act III. Scene 2. TALE XVII. RESENTMENT. FEMALES there are of unsuspicious mind, A busy port, a serious Merchant made, His chosen place to re-commence his trade: And brought his Lady, who, their children dead, Their native seat of recent sorrow fled; |