[ SHAKSPEARE CORRESPONDENCE.]
Parallel Passages.—
"You leaden messengers,
That ride upon the violent wings of fire,
Fly with false aim; move the still-piecing air,
That sings with piercing,—do not touch my lord!"
All's Well that Ends Well, Act III. Sc. 2.
"the elements,
Of whom your swords are tempered, may as well