Sea. i. FIGURE S. ij
Ch’ i’ t’ami pin della mia vita,
Se tu no’l Ihi, crudele,
Chiedilo a queste selve
Che te’l diranho , e te’l diran con cue
Le fere loro ed i duri sterpi, edisasii
Di questi alpestri monti ,
Ch’ i’ ho si spesie volte
Inteneriti al suon de’ miei larnenti.
PaftorFido. &H 3, fc. 3.
No lover who is not crazed will utter such a senti-
ment : it is plainly the operation of the writer, in-
dulging his inventive faculty without regard to na-
ture. The same observation is applicable to the
following pasiage :
In winter’s tedious nights sit by the fire
With good old folks, and letthem tell thee tales
Of wosul ages, long ago betid :
And ere thou bid good night, to quit their gries»
Tell thou the lamentable fall of me ,
And send the hearers weeping to their beds.
For why, the senseless brands will sympathize
The heavy accent of thy moving tongue ,
And, in compasiion, weep the fire out.
Richard II. act 5. fc. i.
One must read this passage very seriously to avoid
laughing. The sollowing passage is quite extrava-
gant: the disserent parts of the human body are
too intimately connected with self , tobepersoni-
fied by the power of any passion ; and after con-
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