The story of the critic John Dennis (1657-1734) and the "thunder" is related in Cibber's _Lives_, iv. 234. Dennis was, or feigned to be, the inventor of a new method of producing stage-thunder, by troughs of wood and stops. Shortly after a play (_Appius and Virginia_) which he had put upon the stage had been withdrawn, he was present at a performance of _Macbeth_, at which the new "thunder" was inaugurated. "That is _my_ thunder, by God!" exclaimed Dennis. "The villains will play my thunder, but not my plays."--_Dict. Nat. Biog._, art. "Dennis."] [ib] {282} _But speak not now--on thine and on my head_ _O'erhangs the sabre_----.--[MS.] [ic] {284} _Night wears apace--and I have need of rest_.--[MS.] [id] {286} A variant of lines 1596, 1597 first appeared in MS. in a revise numbering 1780 lines-- _Blood he had viewed, could view unmoved--but then_ _It reddened on the scarfs and swords of men._ In a later revise line 1597 was altered to-- _It flowed a token of the deeds of men._ [ie] {287} _His silent thoughts the present, past review._--[MS. erased.] [if] _Fell quenched in tears of more than misery._--[MS.] [ig] {288} _They count the Dragon-teeth around her tier_.--[MS.] [233] ["Tier" must stand for "hold." The "cable-tier" is the place in the hold where the cable is stowed.] [ih] {289} _Whom blood appalled not, their rude eyes perplex_.--[MS. erased.] [234] [Compare-- "And I the cause--for whom were given Her peace on earth, her hopes in heaven." _Marmion_, Canto III. stanza xvii. lines 9, 10.] [ii] {290} _"Gulnare"--she answered not again--"Gulnare"_ _She raised her glance--her sole reply was there_.--[M.S.] [ij] _That sought from form so fair no more than this_ _That kiss--the first that Frailty wrung from Faith_ _That last--on lips so warm with rosy breath_.--[MS. erased.] [ik] _As he had fanned them with his rosy wing_.--[MS.] [il] {291} _Oh! none so prophesy the joys of home_ _As they who hail it from the Ocean-foam_.--[MS.] _Oh--what can sanctify the joys of home_ _Like the first glance from Ocean's troubled foam_.--[Revise.] [235] {292} In the Levant it is the custom to strew flowers on the bodies of the dead, and in the hands of young persons to place a nosegay. [Compare--"There shut it inside the sweet cold hand." _Evelyn Hope_, by Robert Browning.] [236] {293} [Compare--"And--but for that sad shrouded eye," etc. and the whole of the famous passage in the _Giaour_ (line 68, sq., _vide ante_, p. 88), beginning--"He who hath bent him o'er the dead."] [im] _Escaped the idle braid that could not bind_.--[MS.] [in] _By the first glance on that cold soulless brow_.--[MS.] [io] {294} _And the night cometh--'tis the same to him_.--[M.S.]