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156 EMOTIONS AND PASSIONS. Ch. II.
individuals , upon the ssight foundation now men-
tioned.
Envy is a passion , which, being altogether un-
justifiab'le , cannot be excused but by disguismg it
under some plausible name. At the same time ,
no pasfion is more eager than envy, to give its ob-
ject a disagreeable appearance : it magnifies every
bad quality, and sixes on the most humbling cir-
cum dances :
Cassius. I cannot tell what you and other men
Think of this life ; but for my single lelf,
I had as lief not be, as live to be
In awe of such a thing as I myself.
I was born free as Caesar, so were you”,
We both have fed as well ; and we can both
Endure the winter’s cold as well as he.
For once , upon a raw and gusty day,
The troubled Tyber chafing with his shores,
Caesar says to me. Dar'st thou, Cassius, now
Leap in with me into this angry flood,
And swim to yonder point ?—- Upon the word ,
Accoutred as I was , I plunged in ,
And bid him follow ; so indeed he did.
The torrent roar’d, and we did buffet it
With lusty sinews ; throwing it aside ,
And hemming it with hearts of controversy.
But ere we could arrive the point propos’d,
Caesarcry’d, Help me , Cassius , or I sink.
I, as ./Eneas , our great ancestor,
Did srom the ssames of Troy upon his ssioulder
The old Anchises bear ; so from the waves os Tyber
individuals , upon the ssight foundation now men-
tioned.
Envy is a passion , which, being altogether un-
justifiab'le , cannot be excused but by disguismg it
under some plausible name. At the same time ,
no pasfion is more eager than envy, to give its ob-
ject a disagreeable appearance : it magnifies every
bad quality, and sixes on the most humbling cir-
cum dances :
Cassius. I cannot tell what you and other men
Think of this life ; but for my single lelf,
I had as lief not be, as live to be
In awe of such a thing as I myself.
I was born free as Caesar, so were you”,
We both have fed as well ; and we can both
Endure the winter’s cold as well as he.
For once , upon a raw and gusty day,
The troubled Tyber chafing with his shores,
Caesar says to me. Dar'st thou, Cassius, now
Leap in with me into this angry flood,
And swim to yonder point ?—- Upon the word ,
Accoutred as I was , I plunged in ,
And bid him follow ; so indeed he did.
The torrent roar’d, and we did buffet it
With lusty sinews ; throwing it aside ,
And hemming it with hearts of controversy.
But ere we could arrive the point propos’d,
Caesarcry’d, Help me , Cassius , or I sink.
I, as ./Eneas , our great ancestor,
Did srom the ssames of Troy upon his ssioulder
The old Anchises bear ; so from the waves os Tyber