Home-Thoughts, from the Sea; “As Ships, Becalm’d—”; The Chambered Nautilus; “You Ask me, Why—”; Enid’s song, “Turn, Fortune, turn thy Wheel”—four stanzas; Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington, Parts VII and VIII; The Traveller, ll. 63-98, “But where to find. . . peculiar pain” and ll. 423-438, “Vain, very vain. . . all our own.”
The Merchant of Venice.
| Act I, Sc. 1, ll. 79-99. | Gratiano: | Let me play . . . their brothers fools. |
| Act I, Sc. 2, ll. 13-22. | Portia: | If to do . . . the cripple. |
| Act II, Sc. 9, ll. 21-49. | Arragon: | Who chooseth me . . . new-varnished. |
| Act IV, Sc. 1, ll. 184-202. | Portia: | The quality of mercy . . . deeds of mercy. |
| Act V, Sc. 1, ll. 54-65. | Lorenzo: | How sweet . . . cannot hear it. |
| Act V, Sc. 1, ll. 83-88. | Lorenzo: | The man that hath no music . . . trusted. |
NOTES.
Published in 1864.
2. Evidently a stream comes down through the chasm and the wide mouth of the stream forms a harbour. See line 690.
3. Beyond. At one side of the harbour.
red roofs. Roofs covered with red tile.