‘Shocking affair!’ I remarked to Madame’s partner, who looked solemn as a mummy,
‘O! horrid!’ said he; ‘I shall now be compelled to play with a Dummy!’
ON A PASSAGE IN MACBETH.
‘Go, bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready,
She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed.’
Macbeth.
Let us put on one side for a few moments the horrid midnight murder of the gracious Duncan. Let us suppose of the buried majesty of Scotland,
——‘Upward to Heaven he took his flight,
If ever soul ascended!’