whose rubicund tint, when it interfered with the costume of a sober
character which its owner was enacting, was moderated by his wife, who,
with laudable anxiety to keep down its "rosy hue," was constantly behind
the scenes with a powder puff, which she was accustomed to apply,
ejaculating, "'Od rot it, George! how you do rub your poor nose! Come here,
and let me powder it. Do you think Alexander the Great had such a nose?"

[7] Henry V. ii. 1.

[8] "Ovidius Naso was the man: and why, indeed, Naso; but for
smelling out the odoriferous flowers of fancy?" says Holofernes,
the school-master, in Love's Labour Lost.

Nor would I omit to mention one, contemporary almost with the above, by
which the public peace was said to be endangered, as recorded by a poet of
the day, who states,--

"Amongst the crowds, not one in ten
Ere saw a thing so rare;
Its size surpriseth all the men,
Its charms attract the fair.

'Tis wonderful to see the folk,
Who at the nose do gaze;
All grin and laugh, and sneer and joke,
And gape in such amaze.

The children, whom the sight doth please,
Their little fingers point;
Wishing to give it one good squeeze,