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circumstances which constitute the fable of this play, are, probably, of the poet's own invention. Capell.

Mrs. Lenox thinks, that the story^of Protheus and Julia might have been taken from a similar one in the Diana of George of Montemayor. "By the internal marks of a composition, says J- we may discover the author with probability, though seldom with certainty. When I read this play, I cannot but think that I sind, both in the serious and ludicrous scenes, the language and sentiments of S. It is not indeed one of his most powerful effusions; it has neither many diversities of character, nor striking delineations of life, but it abounds in ytu/itat beyond most of his'plays, and few have more lines or passages, which, singly considered, are emjliently beautiful. I am yet inclined to believe that it was not very successful, and suspect that it has escaped corruption, only because being seldom played, it was less exposed to the hazards of transcription." He observes further, " In this play there is a strange mixture of knowledge and ignorance, of care and negligence. The versisication is often excellent, the allusions are learned and just."

"That it is rightly attributed to S. 1 have little doubt. Jf it be taken from him, to whom shall it be given? This question may be asked of all the disputed plays, except Ti-m tus Andronicus ; :and it will be found more credible, that S. might sometimes sink below his highest flights, than that any other should rise up to his lowest.'1

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Cam. Sicilia cannot shew himself over-kind to Bohemia. They were trained together in their childhood, and there rooted betwixt them such an affection, which cannot choose but branch now. Siftce their more mature dignities and royal necessities made,separation of their society, their en'cburfteVs, fliotigh not personal, have been royally attornied, whh'mtfeWMlhg'e of gifts, letters, loving embassies; that they have seem'd to be together, though absent; shook hands, as over a vast; and embrac'd, as it were, from the ends of opposed winds. The heavens continue their loves!—

Arch. I think, there is not in the world either malice, or matter, to alter it. y

Cam. I very well agree with you in the hopes of him. It is a gallant child; one that, indeed, phyficks the subject, (i) makes old hearts frestj: they that went on crutches, ere he was born, desire yet their lise, to see him a man. ^

has the power of assuaging the fense of misery. J. ";'''

Delay of Death always wi/hed.



Arcb. Would they else be content to die?

Cam. Yes; if there were no other excuse why they should desire to live.

Arch. If the king had no son, they would desire to live on crutches till he had one.

Scene II. Youthful Friendship and Innocence.

We were, (2) fair queen,
Two lads, that thought there was no more behind,
But such a day to-morrow as to-day,
And to be boy-eternal.

We were as twinn'd lambs, that did frisk, i' th' fun,
And bleat theone a't th' other: what we chang'd,
Was innocence for innocence; we knew not
The doctrine of ill-doing: no, nor dream'd,
That any did: had we purfu'd that life,
And our weak spirits ne'er had been higher rear'd
With stronger blood, we should have answer'd heav'n
Boldly, "not guilty;" the imposition (3) clear'd,
Hereditary ours.

Praise, its' Influence on Women,

Cram us with praise, and make's As fat as' tame things: one good deed, dying tongueless

Slaughters'a thoufand, waiting upon that.
Our praises are our wages': you may ride us
With one soft kiss a thoufand furlongs, ere
With spur we heat an acre.

»''.' Nature.

. '{*) We were, &c] See Midsummer Night's Dream,

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(3) The imposition, SccJ^By the imposition hereditary

ourS; the author means original sin, derived to us from our 'sirst parents, and by their offence entailed on us: which

cleared'ot fit aside, they had no other crime (so innocent

were their lives) to answer for: but would have appeared

persectly guiltless in the eye of heaven.


How sometimes nature will betray its folly!
Its tenderness; and make itself a pastime
To harder bosoms.

A Father's Fondness for his Child.

Leon. Are you so fond of your young prince as we Do seem to be of ours?

Pol. If at home, Sir,
He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter:
Now my sworn friend, and then mine enemy;
My parasite, my soldier, statesman, all:
He makes a July's day short as December;
And with his varying childness, cures in mo
Thoughts that should thick my blood.

Faithful Service.

Cam. In your affairs, my lord,
If ever I were wilful-negligent,
It was my folly; if industriously
I play'd the fool, it was my negligence,
Isiot weighing well the end: if ever fearful
To do a thing,' where I the issue doubted,
Whereof (4) the execution did cry out
Against the non-performance, 'twas a sear
Which oft infects the wisest: these, my lord,
Are such allow'd insirmities, that honesty
Is never free of.


(4.) Whireof, &c|] i; e. " where the execution, the doing the thing, stood in balance against the not doing it. Where, considering its performance, I hesitated whether it would not

be better omitted." . . . , ,',"

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Is whispering (5) nothing? Is leaning cheek to cheek? is meeting noses? Kissing with inside lip? stopping the career Of laughter with a sigh? (a note infallible Of breaking honesty ;) hoising foot on foot? Skulking in corners? wishing (6) clocks' more swift? 3 Hours, minutes? the noon, midnight? and all eyes Blind with the pin and web, but theirs; theirs only, That would, unseen, be wicked? Is this nothing? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering fky is nothing; Bohemia nothing; My wise is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.

King-killing detejlable,

———To (7) do this deed Promotion follows. If I couid sind example Of thousands that had struck anointed kings,


(5) Is whispering, &c] The reader is desired to compare the other passages in this scene on the same topic Meeting, in the next line, Tbirlby would read meting, i. e. measuring.

(6) Wijhing, &c] Theohald and Warburton both print this passage,

Wishing clocks more swift,
Hours, minutes? the noon, midnight, and all eyes
Blind, &c

. I think there need nothing be said of the propriety of that in the text, which is from the folio. S. excels prodigiously on the subject of jealousy, whenever he touches upon .it ; it

. may be an agreeable amusement to the reader to compare him on this topic, and to sind, how every where different, yet excellent he is.

(7) To, &c] We sind this sentiment in several other parts of our author's writings, as well as in thole of hit cotemporaries. See Hamlet, Act 4, Sc 6.

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