The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1894-08-19
sowEPRErTY THINGS.

the Tempest as the most beautifui anu
| eloquent OF oil the plays of Shakespeare
| but II Is almost idle to compare. Ihey
| are all splendid. and yield royal da'nues'
| 20 the appreciaive soul.
| We need hardly ask pardon for oHerin8
| a few selections that give us great delight.
TINE. given 10 them. will not be thrown
| away.
| The first is after the wreck. when the
King laments, "a he thinks, the drowning
| Of his son. Ferdinand. His friend Ell
| courages him, and tells him how he saw
| him last:
| saw him beat the surges under MIN
| And ride upon their backs, he trod the
Whose enmity he flung aside, and
The surge most swol'n that met him; his
! Dove the contentious waves ne Kept a"u
1 cared 49,.
Himself with his good arms in iusty
stroke -
| TO the shore. that DER his wave-worn
bhEis bowed -.
| As stopping 10 relieve him; not DOUBT
| He came alive 10 lan1'
1t is a splendid picture. But 1t Is more
beautiful as n iigure as representing the
great man struggling with the storms Oh
tate"-grauder stil, the true man RISING
above the waves OF this troublesome
world. and making for the other shore.
This prince. on land. In love, at sight,
with beautiful Miranda, has his love sub
jected to sore hrnhiiations and labors-
tribuations: like every hero he ia put
on trial. But heed his honorable words:
There be some sports are painful; and
their labor
Delight in them sets off; some kinds Of
basercSS
Are nobly undergone; and most poor
Poin, to rich ends. This my mean task
Wound be AS heavy to me as odious; but
The mistress, which ! serve, qulCkens
what's dead,
And makes my labors pleasures
In another place the poet says:
THE sweat OF industry would dry and die
But for the end IT aims at"
Shakespeare tried 1t all himself.
And 10 what noble nature are not
these thoughts familiar. They are the
first teachings Of Christian life. and the
promise Is: He that overcometh shall
inherit all things"
Then strangely. from the monster Cali
ban-the beast Of nature-comes the ac-
count Of the magic island:
The Isle is fun Of noises,
Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight
and hurt not:
Sometime thousand twanging instru-
ments
VIII hum about mine ears; and sometimes
voices,
That, If then had walked after long
sleep.
VIII make me sleep again; and then in
dreaming,
The clouds. methought void open. and
show riches
Ready to drop upon me; that when wax
ed
1 cried to dream again,
1t suggests the poets ideal OF the Holy
SabaJth, the type of Heaven.
Sweet day so clear, so color, so bright
| The b ilal Of the earth and sky,
| The tine anl place Of pure delights.
Imagination need not run wild or strain
| itself TO make pleasing applications; only
| dare to be wise
The next piece is the princes hearts
tribute to his lady;
| Admired Miranda
| Indeed the top Of admiration; worth
| What's dearest TO the world. Full many
| "A lady
have eyed with best regard; and many
The harmony Of their tongues, hath unto
| bondage
| Brought my too diligent ear: for several
virtues
| Have / iiked several women; never any
| with so fun soul, bat some defect In her
| Did quarrel with the noblest grace she
| ovid,
| And put 1t to the foil; but YOU. O. you!
| So perfect and 50 peerless are created
| OF every creatures best.
Twas a royal courtship; rather more
than the young woman could stand. and
she gave up. And the Heavens rained
|
two most rare affections.
We are little apprchensive that this
| handsome quotation may be somewhat
| dangerous In these days of idloness and
| good company, But parties must be re-
sponsible for misapplicatlons. We knew
Il case once when the princes words were
| turned TO a good account. And the result
/ was, great happiness and house fun of
! very beautiful humanity-poetic Justice;
| the address became household words.
But the ideal has n very high applica-
| ton. \ happy marriage Is throughout the
| Bible the type OF perfection and consum-
NATION OF all things. The new Jerusalem
comes down from Heaven, as bride
| adorned for her husband. And the tenn
| pest flashes upon was the giories OF the
| Forty-flfth Psalm: Good luck have thou
In thy honor; ride on prosperously be-
| cause of the word OF truth, meek hess and
| righteousness; ana thy right hand shall
| teach these terrible things. On thy right
hand did stand the queen IN a vesture
| of gold. wrought about with divers colors:
| all glorious within Instead OF thy
| fathers, thou shalt have children. whom
thou mayst make princes IN all lands.
The fate of the drunken scoffers that
would dethrone the Lord OF the Isle and
prostitute the fair Lady Truth is little
instructive. Ariel reports:
| / left them
| L the filthy mantled pool beyond your
cell.
There dancing tip TO the chins-in