"We still have slept together, Rose at an instant, learn'd, play'd, eat together, The unrequited love of Silvius for Phebe shows the perversity of this passion in the commonest scenes of life, and the rubs and stops which nature throws in its way, where fortune has placed none. Touchstone is not in love, but he will have a mistress as a subject for the exercise of his grotesque humour, and to show his contempt for the passion, by his indifference about the person. He is a rare fellow. He is a mixture of the ancient cynic philosopher with the modern buffoon, and turns folly into wit, and wit into folly, just as the fit takes him. His courtship of Audrey not only throws a degree of ridicule on the state of wedlock itself, but he is equally an enemy to the prejudices of opinion in other respects/ The lofty tone of enthusiasm, which the Duke and his companions in exile spread over the stillness and solitude of a country life, receives a pleasant shock from Touchstone's sceptical determination of the question : "Corin. And how like you this shepherd's life, Master Touchstone? Clown. Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good life; but in respect that it is a shepherd's life, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I like it very well; but in respect that it is private, it is a very vile life. Now in respect it is in the fields, it pleaseth me well; but in respect it is not in the court, it is tedious. As it is a spare life, look you, it fits my humour; but as there is no more plenty in it, it goes much against my stomach."2 Zimmerman's celebrated work on Solitude discovers only half the sense of this passage. There is hardly any of Shakespear's plays that contains a greater number of passages that have been quoted in books of extracts, or a greater number of phrases that r Act i.. sc. 3.] [2 Act iii., sc. 2.] have become in a manner proverbial. If we were to give all the striking passages, we should give half the play. We will only recall a few of the most delightful to the reader's recollection. Such are the meeting between Orlando and Adam, the exquisite appeal of Orlando to the humanity of the Duke and his company to supply him with food for the old man, and their answer, the Duke's description of a country life, and the account of Jaques moralising on the wounded deer, his meeting with Touchstone in the forest, his apology for his own melancholy and his satirical vein, and the well-known speech on the stages of human life, the old song of "Blow, blow, thou winter's wind," Rosalind's description of the marks of a lover and of the progress of time with different persons, the picture of the snake wreathed round Oliver's neck while the lioness watches her sleeping prey, and Touchstone's lecture to the shepherd, his defence of cuckolds, and panegyric on the virtues of " an If."-All of these are familiar to the reader: there is one passage of equal delicacy and beauty which may have escaped him, and with it we shall close our account of 'As You Like It.' It is Phebe's description of Ganimed, at the end of the third act. 66 Think not I love him, tho' I ask for him; But sure he's proud, and yet his pride becomes him; He is not very tall, yet for his years he's tall ; His leg is but so so, and yet 'tis well; There was a pretty redness in his lip, A little riper and more lusty red Than that mixed in his cheek; 'twas just the differenc There be some women. Silvius, had they mark'd him In parcels as I did, would have gone near THE TAMING OF THE SHREW.' THE TAMING OF THE SHREW' is almost the only one of Shakespear's comedies that has a regular plot, and downright moral. It is full of bustle, animation, and rapidity of action. It shows admirably how self-will is only to be got the better of by stronger will, and how one degree of ridiculous perversity is only to be driven out by another still greater. Petruchio is a madman in his senses; a very honest fellow, who hardly speaks a word of truth, and succeeds in all his tricks and impostures. He acts his assumed character to the life, with the most fantastical extravagance, with complete presence of mind, with untired animal spirits, and without a particle of illhumour from beginning to end. The situation of poor Katherine, worn out by his incessant persecutions, becomes at last almost as pitiable as it is ludicrous, and it is difficult to say which to admire most, the unaccountableness of his actions, or the unalterableness of his resolutions. It is a character which most husbands ought to study, unless perhaps the very audacity of Petruchio's attempt might alarm them more than his success would encourage them. What a sound must the following speech carry to some married ears! 1 Only known to us in the folio of 1623, and in a subsequent quarto impression of 1631. There was an anterior drama, printed in 1594, 1596, and 1607, in which the incidents and general structure of the story are similar, and in which Shakespear has even been thought (probably in error) to have had a hand.-ED "Think you a little din can daunt my ears? Loud larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets clang? That gives not half so great a blow to hear, As will a chesnut in a farmer's fire?"1 Not all Petruchio's rhetoric would persuade more than some dozen followers" to be of this heretical way of thinking. He unfolds his scheme for the Taming of the Shrew,' on a principle of contradiction, thus:— "I will attend her here, And woo her with some spirit when she comes. When I shall ask the banns, and when be married ?"2 He accordingly gains her consent to the match, by telling her father that he has got it; disappoints her by not returning at the time he has promised to wed her, and when he returns, creates no small consternation by the oddity of his dress and equipage. This, however, is nothing to the astonishment excited by his mad-brained behaviour at the marriage. Here is the account of it by an eye-witness "Gremio. Tut, she's a lamb, a dove, a fool to him: I'll tell you, Sir Lucentio: when the priest Shoald ask if Katherine should be his wife? This mad-brain'd bridegroom took him such a cuff, Tranio. What said the wench when he rose up again? Gremio. Trembled and shook; for why he stamp'd and a wore, As if the vicar meant to cozen him. But after many ceremonies done, He calls for wine; a health! quoth he; as if But that his beard grew thin and hungerly, The most striking and at the same time laughable feature in the character of Petruchio throughout, is the studied approximation to the intractable character of real madness, his apparent insensibility to all external considerations, and utter indifference to everything but the wild and extravagant freaks of his own self-will. There is no contending with a person on whom nothing makes any impression but his own purposes, and who is bent on his own whims just in proportion as they seem to wani common sense. With him a thing's being plain and reasonable is a reason against it. The airs he gives himself are infinite, and his caprices as sudden as they are groundless. The whole of his treatment of his wife at home is in the same spirit of ironical attention and inverted gallantry. Everything flies before his will, like a [Act iii., sc. 2.] |