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 The wild beauty of this hyperbole, I may say, in passing, it would not be easy to match in literature.

This transfiguration which all material objects undergo through the passion of the poet,&mdash;this power which he exerts, at any moment, to magnify the small, to micrify the great,&mdash;might be illustrated by a thousand examples from his Plays. I have before me the Tempest, and will cite only these few lines. . The strong based promontory Have I made shake, and by the spurs plucked up    The pine and cedar. Prospero calls for music to sooth the frantic Alonzo, and his companions; A solemn air, and the best comforter To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains Now useless, boiled within thy skull. Again;                   The charm dissolves apace And, as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason.