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Be-monster not thy feature. Were't
fitnefs To let these hands obey my (boiling) blood, They're apt enough to dislocate and tear 'Thy flesh and bones. Howe'er thou art a fiend, A woman's shape doth shield thee. Gen. Marry, your manhood now!
Enter Messenger. Mes. Oh, my good Lord, the Duke of Cornwall's dead; Şlain by his servant, going to put out The other eye of Glo'ster.
Alb. Glofter's eyes
Mef. A fervant, that he bred, thrill'd with remorse,
Alb. This shews you are above,
Mef. Both, both, my Lord.
Alb. Where was his son, when they did take his eyes
Mes. Ay, my good Lord,'twas he inform'd against him, And quit the house of purpose, that their punishment Might have the freer course.
Alb. Glofter, I live
And to revenge thine eyes. Come hither, friend,
SCE N E, Dover.
. T Know you the reason?
Gent. Something he left imperfect in the fate,
Kent. Who hath he left behind him General?
Kent. Did your letters pierce the Queen to any de monftration of grief?
Gent. Ay, Sir, The took 'em, read 'em în my presence And now and then an ample tear trillid down Her delicate cheek: it seem'd, the was a Queen Over her passion, which, most rebel-like, Sought to be King o'er her.
Kent. O, then it mov'd her.Gent. But not to rage. Patience and sorrow strove Which should express her good lieft; you have seen Sun-fhine and rain at once:
-her smiles and tears (44)
(44) ber smiles and tears i Were like a better day.) Mr. Pope, who thought fit to restore this Scene from the old 4to, tacitly fuuk this passage upon us, because he did not understand it. Indeed, it is corrupt; and he might have.. done himself some 'honour in attempting the cure; but rhyme and criticism, he has convinc'd us, do not always center in the same per-, son. My friend Mr. Warburton, with very happy fagacity struck out the emendation, which I have inserted in the text. And in confira mation of it I must observe, that it is very familiar with our poet, in the description of persons, to allude to the seasons of the year, T.; give a few instances; Mucb Ado about Nothing,
Despight his nice fence and his active practice,
His May of youth and' bloom of fustihood,
My Queen to France, from whence, set forth in pompa
Were like a wetter May. Those happiest smiles,
1 Kent. Made fhe no verbal question ?
Gent. Yes, once, or twice, she heav'd the nameof Father
Kent. - It is the stars,
Kent. Was this before the King return'd?
She whom the spittle house and ulc'rous fores
To th' April day again.
O role of May! Dear maid!' kind fifter! &c. (45) And clamour-moiften’d,] This paffage, again, Mr. Pope funk upon us; and for the fame reason, I suppose. Mr. Warburton discover'd likewise, that this was corrupt: 'for tho' clamour, (as he obferves,) inay distort the mouth, it is not wont to moiflen the eyes, But clamour-mationed conveys a very beautiful idea of grief in Cordelia, and exactly in character. She bore her grief hitherto, says the rclater, in filence; but being no longer able to contain it, and wanting to vent it in groans and cries, the fies away and retires to her closet to deal with it in private. This he finely calls, clamour-mciion'd; or provok'd to a loud expression of her forrow, which drives her from company!- It is not impoflible, but Shakespeare might have form'd this fine picture of Cordelia's agony from holy writ
, in the conduct of Yo'eph; who, being no longer able to restrain the vehemence of his affection, commanded all his retinue from his presence; and then wept aloud, and discover’d himself to his brethren.
Gent. No, fince.
Kent. Well, Sir; the poor distressed Lear's in town
Gent. Why, good Sir ?
shame fo bows him; his unkindness,
Gent. Alack, poor gentleman!
Kent. Well, Sir, I'll bring you to our master Lear:
[Exeunty SCENE, a Camp, Enter Cordelia, Physician, and Soldiers. Cor.
As mad as the vext sea; singing aloud ;. Crown'd with rank fumiterry and furrow-weeds, (46)
With 146) Crown'd with rank fenitar;). There is no fueh herb, or weed, that can find, of English growth; tho' all the copies agree in the corruption. I dare say, 1 have restor'd its right name; and we meet with it again in our author's Henry V. and partly in the same company as we have it here ,
-her fallow leas The darnel, bemlock, and rank fumitory For this weed is call’d both fumitory and fumiters, nearer to the French derivation fume-terre: which the Latin Thopmen term fumarias. It is the same, which by Pliny (from Dioscorides and the other Greez physcians) is smed xanvas: because the juice of it has the effect,
Do root upon.
With hardocks, hemlock, nettles, cuckoo-flowers,
Phys. There are means, Madam :
many fimples operative, whose power Will close the eye of anguifh.
Cor. All bleft fecrets,
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Cor. 'Tis known before. Our preparation stands In expectation of them. - O dear father, It is thy business that I go about: therefore great Frangi My mourning and important tears hath pitied. No blown ambition doth qur'arms incite, But love, dear love, and our ag'd father's right: Soon may I hear, and fee þim!.: isins [Exeunta which smoke has, of making the eyes water. And ag to the growth of it, Pliny tells us particularly that it springs up in gardens and fields of barley; (Nafcitur in borris et segetibus bordeaceis) which our author here calls, in our fuftaining corn -] observe; in Cbaucerlit is written femetere; by a corruption either of the scribe, or of vulgar pronunciation; if of the latter, it might from thence easily Slide, in progress of time, into fenitar.