...form them. But, if haste alone were our objection, we might learn, even from Juliet, to sustain it: " I have no joy of this contract' to-night; It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden." I shall not finally part with my active and inactive publics, till I have displayed with greater fulness...

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...on his behalf." 7 ie our buds of love likened to the bnds of flowers. So in Romeo and Juliet : — ' This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous (lower when next we meet.' -And in Shakspeare's 18th S.onnet: — ' Rough winds do shake the darling-fcarfs...

...god of my idolatry, And I'll helieve thee. Rom. If my heart's dear love— Jul. Well, do not swear; although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night; It is too rash, too unadvis'd, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to he, Ere one can say— It lightens....

...on affected coldness, to appear shy. — Rout. If my heart's dear love — Jul. Well, do not swear : although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvis'd, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens....

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...joy in thee, I hare no joy of this contract lo-nijrhl : It is too rafh, too unadvis'd, too sudJen ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere...This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May pro>re a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night ! as sweet repo«e and rest Come...

...cod of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee. Rom. If my heart'« dear love— In!. Well, do not swear : although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvis'd, too sudden ; Too like the liiliimtr:, which dolh cease to be, Ere one can say— It lighten«....

...my idolatry, And I'll believe thee. Кот. If ray heart's dear love — Jrnf. Well, do not swear : d wormwood to my dug, * my dug, and felt It bitter, pretty fool 1 To see nub, too unadvis'd, too an tide n ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Kre one cau say...

...line — " By whose direction found'st thou out this place V The second is the first " Good night !" " Sweet, good night ! This bud of love, by summer's...May prove a beauteous flower, when next we meet." Fanny Kemble's conception of character and sentiment in this scene was peculiarly and entirely her...