To these instances given by Mr. Blades
may be added a very interesting correction
suggested to the author some years ago
by a Shakespearian student. When Isabella
visits her brother in prison, the

cowardly Claudio breaks forth in
complaint, and paints a vivid picture of the
horrors of the damned:--

``Ay, but to die, and go we know not where;
To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot;
This sensible warm motion to become
A kneaded clod; and the _delighted spirit_
To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside
In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice;
To be imprisoned in the viewless winds,
And blown with restless violence round about
The pendent world; or to be worse than worst
Of those that lawless and incertain thoughts
Imagine howling!--'tis too horrible!
The weariest and most loathed worldly life
That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment
Can lay on nature, is a paradise
To what we fear of death.''
_Measure for Measure_, act iii., sc. 1.

We have here, in the expression ``delighted
spirit,'' a difficulty which none of
the commentators have as yet been able
to explain. Warburton said that the