King Lear, act iv. sc. 6, lines 185, 186.]
["A woman scorn'd is pitiless as fate,
For, there, the dread of shame adds stings to hate."
Gifford's Juvenal, Sat. x. lines 481, 482, ed. 1817, ii. p. 50.]
[312] {258}["Yes—my valour is certainly going! it is sneaking off! I feel it oozing out, as it were, at the palms of my hands!"—Sheridan's Rivals, act v. sc. 3.]
[FS] Or all the stuff which uttered by the "Blues" is.—[MS.]
[FT] {259}
But prithee—get my women in the way,
That all the stars may gleam with due adorning.—[MS.]