Note 1280 — Chapter XV
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Blood, says a late witty writer, is made as light of in some of these old dramas as money in a modern sentimental comedy; and as this is given away till it reminds us that it is nothing but counters, so that is spilt till it affects us no more than its representative, the paint of the property-man in the theatre. Lamb’s specimens of Early Dramatic Poets, i. 19.