It is not that which is called Wit, but what is sublime and noble that makes true Beauty.

   I have purposely chose these Examples from good Authors, that they may be the more striking; and I speak not of those Points and Quibbles, whose Impropriety is easily perceiv'd. There is no one but laughs when

    Hotspur

   says,

    Why, what a deal of candied Courtesie

    This fawning Greyhound then did proffer me!

    Look, when his infant Fortune came to Age,

     And gentle

    Harry Percy—

     and kind Cousin

    —

     The

     Devil take such Cozeners

    .—

    Shakespear

   found the Stage, and all the People of his Days, infected with these Puerillities, and he very well knew how (though perhaps he never read it in

    Epictetús

   )

   to attune, or harmonize his Mind to the Things which happen.

   I now remember one of these shining Strokes, which I have seen quoted in several Works of Taste, and even in the Treatise of Studies by the late Mr.

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