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My lord and husband !
Vir. The sorrow, that delivers us thus chang’d,
Like a dull actor now,
O, stand up bless'd !
What is this?
9 The sorrow, that delivers us thus changéd,
Makes you think so.] Virgilia makes a voluntary misinterpretation of her husband's words. He says, These eyes are not the same, meaning that he saw things with other eyes, or other dispositions. She lays hold on the word eyes, to turn his attention on their present appearance. Johnson. ! Now by the jealous queen of heaven,) that is, by Juno.
on the hungry beach — ] The hungry beach is the sterile unprolifick beach.
Thou art my warrior; I holp to frame thee. Do you know this lady?
Cor. The noble sister of Publicola,
Vol. This is a poor epitome of yours,
The god of soldiers,
Your knee, sirrah.
Vol. Even he, your wife, this lady, and myself,
I beseech you, peace :
O, no more, no more!
+ « curdied” MALONE.
3 Like a great sea-mark, standing every flaw,] That is, every gust, is every storm.
4 That, if you fail in our request,] that is, if you fail to grant us our request; if you are found failing or deficient in love to your Cor. Aufidius, and you Volces, mark; for we'll Hear nought from Rome in private. - Your request ?
Vol. Should we be silent and not speak, our raiment, And state of bodies would bewray what life We have led since thy exíle. Think with thyself, How more unfortunate than all living women Are we come hither : since that thy sight, which should Make our eyes flow with joy, hearts dance with com
forts, Constrains them weep, and shake with fear and sorrow; Making the mother, wife, and child, to see The son, the husband, and the father, tearing His country's bowels out. And to poor we, Thine enmity's most capital: thou barr'st us Our prayers to the gods, which is a comfort That all but we enjoy : For how can we, Alas ! how can we for our country pray, Whereto we are bound; together with thy victory, Whereto we are bound ? Alack! or we must lose The country, our dear nurse; or else thy person, Our comfort in the country. We must find An evident calamity, though we had Our wish, which side should win : for either thou Must, as a foreign recreant, be led With manacles thorough our streets, or else Triumphantly tread on thy country's ruin; And bear the palm, for having bravely shed Thy wife and children's blood. For myself, son, I purpose not to wait on fortune, till These wars determines : if I cannot persuade thee Rather to show a noble grace to both parts, Than seek the end of one, thou shalt no sooner March to assault thy country, than to tread
country, and affection to your friends, when our request shall have been made to you, the blame, &c. 5 These wars determine :) i. e. conclude, end. VOL. VI.
(Trust to't, thou shalt not,) on thy mother's womb,
Ay, and on mine,
He shall not tread on me;
Cor. Not of a woman's tenderness to be,
Nay, go not from us thus. If it were so, that our request did tend To save the Romans, thereby to destroy The Volces whom you serve, you might condemn us, As poisonous of your honour: No; our suit Is, that you reconcile them: while the Volces May say, This mercy we have showd; the Romans, This we receiv'd, and each in either side Give the all-hail to thee, and cry, Be bless'd For making up this peace ! Thou know'st, great son, The end of war's uncertain ; but this certain, That, if thou conquer Rome, the benefit Which thou shalt thereby reap, is such a name, Whose repetition will be dogg'd with curses ; Whose chronicle thus writ, — The man was noble, , But with his last attempt he wip'd it out ; Destroy'd his country; and his name remains To the ensuing age, abhorr’d. Speak to me, son: Thou hast affected the fine strains of honour, To imitate the graces of the gods ; To tear with thunder the wide cheeks o'the air, And yet to charge thy sulphur? with a bolt That should but rive an oak. Why dost not speak ? Think'st thou it honourable for a noble man
the fine strains ---] The niceties, the refinements. 7 And yet to charge thy sulphur -] The meaning of the passage is, To threaten mueh, and yet be merciful.
Still to remember wrongs ? — Daughter, speak you :
O mother, mother!
8 Like one i'the stocks.] Keeps me in a state of ignominy talking to no purpose. 9 Does reason our petition - ] Does argue for us and our petition.