passage exceptional in Shakespeare--exceptional, indeed, in
literature; but it was not I who chose it.


'The BaRge she sat iN, like a BURNished throNe
BURNT oN the water: the POOP was BeateN gold,
PURPle the sails and so PUR* Fumed that * per
The wiNds were love-sick with them.' {7}


It may be asked why I have put the F of 'perfumed' in capitals; and
I reply, because this change from P to F is the completion of that
from B to P, already so adroitly carried out. Indeed, the whole
passage is a monument of curious ingenuity; and it seems scarce
worth while to indicate the subsidiary S, L, and W. In the same
article, a second passage from Shakespeare was quoted, once again
as an example of his colour sense:


'A mole cinque-spotted like the crimson drops
I' the bottom of a cowslip.' {8}


It is very curious, very artificial, and not worth while to analyse
at length: I leave it to the reader. But before I turn my back on
Shakespeare, I should like to quote a passage, for my own pleasure,
and for a very model of every technical art:


But in the wind and tempest of her frown,