To  show  a  soul  so  full  of  misery
As  this  sad  lady's  was.    Do  it  by  m&—
Do  it  again  by  me,  the  lost  Aspatia,
And  you  shall  find  all  tru&    Put  me  on  the  wild  Idand.
I  stand  upon  the  sea-beech  now,  and  think
Mine  arms  thus,  and  my  hair  blown  by  the  wind
Wild  as  that  desert,  and  let  all  about  me
Be  teachers  of  my  story.    ♦        ♦        ♦
*        *        *        *    strire  to  make  me  look
Like  Sorrow's  monument,  and  the  trees  about  me.
Let  them  be  dry  and  leafless;  let  the  rocks
Oroan  with  continual  surges,  and  behind  me
Make  all  a  desolation.    See,  see,  wenches,
A  miserable  life  qfthis  poor  picture.
The  resemblance  of  this  poetical  picture  to
Guide's  Bacchus  and  Ariadne  has  been  noticed
by  Mr.  Seward  in  the  preface  to  his  edition  of
Beaumont  and  Fletcher.  **  In  both  represen-
tations the  extended  arms  of  the  mourner,  her
hair  blown  by  the  wind,  the  barren  roughness
of  the  rocks  around  her,  and  the  broken  trunks
of  leafless  trees,  make  her  figure  appear  like
Sorrow's  monument."

Their  masculine  characters  in  tragedy  are
generally  much  less  interesting  than  their
females.  Some  exceptions  may  be  found  to
this  remark ;  particularly  in  the  British  chief
Caractacus  and  his  interesting  nephew,  the
boy  Hengo.  With  all  the  faults  of  the  tragedy
of  Bonduca,  its  British  subject  and  its  native

%  The  Maid's  Tragedy.
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