Ib. Speech of Lysippus:—
“Yes, but this lady
Walks discontented, with her wat'ry eyes
Bent on the earth,” &c.
Opulent as Shakespeare was, and of his opulence prodigal, he yet would not have put this exquisite piece of poetry in the mouth of a no-character, or as addressed to a Melantius. I wish that B. and F. had written poems instead of tragedies.
Ib.—
“Mel. I might run fiercely, not more hastily,
Upon my foe.”
Read
“I mĭght rūn mŏre fiērcelȳ, not more hastily.”