Hath doubtfully pronounc'd thy throat fhall cut, Timon, A. 4, S. 3. Ah, my poor princes! ah, my tender babes! Hover about me with your airy wings. Richard III. A. 4, S. Thus lay the gentle babes, girdling each other Their lips were four red rofes on a stalk, BACCHU S. Come thou monarch of the vine, Plumpy Bacchus, with pink eyne. * I 4. S. 3. Antony and Cleopatra, A, 2, S. 7. BACHELOR. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were marry'd. Much ado about nothing, A. 2, S. 3. Shall I never fee a bachelor of threefcore again? Go to, i' faith; an thou wilt needs thrust thy neck into a yoke, wear the print of it, and figh away Sundays. Much ado about nothing, A. 1, S. 1. with pink eyne.] Dr. Johnson, in his Dictionary, fays a pink eye is a fmall eye, and quotes this paffage for his authority. Pink eyne, however, may be red eyes. Eyes inflamed with drinking are very well appropriated to Bacchus. STEEVENS. "Pink eyne," in this place, I believe, are neither small eyes nor red eyes, but twinkling eyes; and fuch as are usually obferved in drunken perfons. To pink, is to wink with the eyes. "He is "quite pinky," for "he is quite fuddled," is now made ufe of in ordinary conversation. C 2 A. B. Thy 'Thy broom groves, Whofe fhadow the difmiffed bachelor loves. Tempeft, A. 4, S. 1. BANISH MEN T. When thou dost hear I am as. I have been, 'Till then I banish thee. Henry IV. P. 2, A. 5, S. 5. Ha! banishment? It comes not ill; I hate not to be banish'd; Timon of Athens, A. 3, S. 5. BANKRUPT. Sweep on, you fat and greafy citizens; As you like it, A. 2, S. 1. BARBARIS M. Whereupon the Grecians begin to proclaim barbarifm, and policy grows into an ill opinion. I Troilus and Crefida, A. 5, S. 4. BASE and thy broom groves.] A grove of broom, I believe, was never heard of, as it is a low fhrub, and not a tree. Hanmer reads brown groves. STEEVENS. Broom is here ufed adjectively, I believe, for thick, clofe. The broom fhrub is remarkably clofe knit, and almost impervious. A. B. 2 to proclaim barbarifm.] To fet up the authority of ignorance, to declare that they will be governed by policy no longer. JOHNSON. hew, and not To proclaim, means in this place, I think, to BASENESS. Thou art not noble, For all the accommodations, that thou bear'st, BASILISK. Yet do not go away;-Come, bafilisk, Henry VI. P. 2, A. 3, S. 2. Make me not fighted like the bafilisk : I have look'd on thousands, who have sped the better By my regard, but kill'd none fo. Winter's Tale, A. 1, S. 2. BATTLE. Lift his discourse of war, and you shall hear The gordian knot of it he will unloose, Henry V. A. 1, S. 1. - I call you fervile ministers, That have with two pernicious daughters join'd Lear, A. 3, S. 2. Never did captive with a freer heart Richard II. A. 1, S. 3. to declare. The Greeks, by their actions, feem degenerating into barbarifm-They fhew an inclination to barbarifm. This, I believe, is the meaning, and not, as Dr. Johnson fuppofes, that they openly declare they will not any longer be governed by policy. A. B. Little of this great world can I fpeak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle; Othello, A. 1, S. 3. Of no right, nor colour like to right, He doth fill fields with harness in the realm; Turns head against the lion's armed jaws; And being no more in debt to years than thou, Henry IV. P. 1, A. 3, S. 2. The noise of battle hurtled in the air, Horfes did neigh, and dying men did groan; And I do fear them. Julius Cæfar, A. 2, S. 2, About our squares of battle, were enough Henry V. A. 4, S. 2. Their executors the knavish crows, Fly o'er them all, impatient for their hour. Why, that's my barcock.] Perhaps from beau and coq. It is fill faid, in vulgar language, that fuch a one is a jolly cock, a cock of the game. STEEVENS. Mr. BEAUTY. Look on beauty, And you shall fee 'tis purchas'd by the weight; Merchant of Venice, A. 3, S. 2. Beauty provoketh thieves fooner than gold. As you like it, A. 1, S. 3. My beauty, though but mean, Love's Labour Loft, A. 2, S. 1. As plays the fun upon the glaffy streams, Henry VI. P. 1, A. 5, S. 4. Oh faireft beauty, do not fear, nor fly; 4. Henry VI. P. 1, A. 5, S. 4. 'Tis beauty that doth oft make women proud; But, God he knows, thy fhare thereof is fmall: 'Tis virtue, that doth make them most admir'd; The contrary doth make thee wonder'd at. Henry VI. P. 3, A. 1, S. 4. ̧ She will not stay the fiege of loving terms, Nor bide the encounter of affailing eyes, Nor ope her lap to faint-feducing gold: Mr. Steevens is right, I believe, in faying that "bawcock" comes from beau and coq; but it can hardly be supposed that Leontes, a king, fhould call his fon a jolly cock, or a cock of the game. "That's my bawcock," i. e. that's my fine fellow. The Scots fay," Bra Cock." Bra is contracted of brave. A. B. O, the C 4 |