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Proud with his form, in his eye pride expressed :
His tongue, all impatient to speak and not see,
Did stumble with hafte in his eye-fight to be ;
All senses to that sense did made their repair,
To feel only looking on fairest of fair;
Methought, all his senses were lock'd in his eye,
As jewels in cryftal for some Prince to buy ;
Who tendring their own worth, from whence they were

glaft,
Did point out to buy them, along as you paít.
His face's own margent did quote such amazes,
That all eyes saw his eyes inchanted with gazes :
I'll give you Aquitain, and all that is his,
An you give him for my fake but one loving kiss.
Prin. Come, to our pavilion : Boyet is dispos’d.
Boyet. But to speak that in words, which his eye

hath disclos'd: I only have had a mouth of his eye, By adding a tongue which I know will not lie. Rosa. Thou art an old love-monger, and speakest

skilfully. Mar. He is Cupid'sgrandfather, and learns news of him. Rosa. Then was Venus like her mother, for her father Boyet

. Do you hear, my mad wenches ? Mar. No. Boyet. What then, do

you

see? Rosa. Ay, our way to be gone. Boyet. You are too hard for me. (11) [Exeunt.

SCENE

is but grim.

(11) Boyet. You are 100 bard for me. Here, in all the books, the 2d A& is made to end: but in my opinion very mistakenly. I have ventur’d to vary the regulation of the four last Acts from the printed copies, for these reasons. Hitherto, the 2d Act has been uf the extent of 7 pages ; the 3d but of 5 ; and the 5th of no less that 29. And this disproportion of length has crouded too many incidents into fome Acts, and left the others quite barren. I have now reduced them into a much better equality; and distributed the business likewise (such as it is,) into a more uniform caft. The plot now lies thus. In the first Act, Navarre and his companions requester themselves, by oath, for three years from conversation, women, feasting, &c.

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SCENE, the Park; near the Palace.

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Enter Armado and Moth.

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Arn. resolving a life of contemplation, and to relieve their ftudy, at intervals, with Armado and Coftard. The Princess of France's arrival is prepared. Armado's ridiculous passion for a country wench, and his and Costard's characters, are open'd.. Princess with her Ladies arrives, and explains the reason of her coming

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. Nav:rre behaves fo courteously to her, that Boyer, one of her Lords, fufpects him to be in love. Armado's amour is continued; who sends a letter by Costard to his Mistress Jaquenetta. Biron likewise fends a billet-doux by Cofiard to Rojaline, one of the French Ladies; and in a foliloquy confesses his being in love, tho' against his cath. third A &, the Princess and her Ladies, pr paring to kill a Deer in the park, Costard comes to deliver Biron's letter to Rosaline; but by mistake gives that, which Armado had directed to Jaquenetta. The two pedants, Sir Nathaniel, and Holofernes are introduc’dt. Jaquenetta produces Biron's letter, deliver'd by Cofiard's mistake to her, requesting them to read it: who, observing the contents, send it by Cofiard and Faquenetta to the King. Biron, standing perdue in the park, overhears the King, Longaville, and Dumain confefling their pasions for their respective mistresses; and coming forward, reproaches them with their perjury. Jaquenetia and Costard bring the letter (as they were order'd by the Pedants) to the King, who bids Biron read it. He, finding it to be his own letter, tears it in a passion for Costard's mistake. The Lords, picking it up, find it to be of Biron's handwriting, and an address to Rosaline, biron pleads guilty : and all the votarists at last consent to continue their perjury, and address their several mistreffes with some masque or device. In the fourth Act, the Pedants (returning from their dinner) enter into a discourse suitable to their characters. Armado comes to them, tells them, he is enjoin'd by the King to frame fome masque for the entertainment of the Princess, and craves their learned affistance. They propose to represent the nine worthies, and go out to prepare themselves. The Princess and her Ladies talk of their several lovers, and the presen made to them. Boyet brings notice, that the King and his Lords coming to address them, disguis'd like Muscovites. The Ladies pose to be mask'd, and exchange the Favours with one another, wh were given them by their lovers : that fo they, being deceiv'd, cvery one address the wrong person. This accordingly hits, and

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love;

Arm. Sweet Air! go, tenderness of years ; take this key, give inlargement to the fwain ; bring him feltinately hither: I must employ him in a letter to my love.

Moth. Mafter, will you win your love with a French brawl?

Arm. How mean'ít thou, brawling in French ? Moth. No, my compleat mailer (12); but to jig off a tüne at the tongue's end, canary to it with your feet (13), humour it with turning up your eyelids ; figh a note and fing a note ; sometimes through the throat, as if you swallow'd love with singing love; sometimes through the nose, as if you snuft up love by smelling with

your hat penthouse-like o'er the shop of your eyes ; with your arms croft on your thin-belly doublet, like a rabbet on a spit ; or your hands in your are rallied from off the spot by the Ladies: who triumph in this exploit, and rosolve to banter them again, when they return in their own persons.

- In the last Act, the King and his Lords come to the Princess's tent, and all confess their loves. Cefard enters to tell the approach of the worthies masque; which finifa'd, news is brought of the death of the Princess's father. The King and the Lords renewing their love-suits, the Ladies agree to marry them at a twelve-month's end, under certain injunctions; and so the play

-Thus the story (tho'clogg'd with some absurdities,) has its proper rests : the action rises by gradations, according to rules : and the plot is embroil'd and disengaged, as it ought; as far as the nature of the fable will admit.

(12) Moth. No, my compleat master, &c.). This whole speech has
been so terribly contóled in the pointing, through all the editi0115
hitherto, that not the kaft glimmering of sense was to be pick'd out
of it. As I have regulated the passage, I think, Muih delivers both
good sense and good kumour.
(13) Canary to it with your feet,] So All's Well that, &c. Ac. 2.

I have seen a Medecin,
That's able to breathe life into a stone,
Quicken a rock, and make you dance Canary

With sprightly fire and motion ; &c.
From bozh these passages the Canary seems to have been a dance of
much fpirit and agility. Some dictionaries tell us, that this dance
derived its name, as it is probable it might, from the Iflands so call'd.
But Richlt gives us a description of it the most conformable to our au-
thor ; dance, ou l'on remue fort vite les piez. A dance, in which the
feet are shifted with great swiftness.

pocket,

ends.

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pocket, like a man after the old painting; and keep not too long in one tune, but a snip and away ; these are complements, these are humours; these betray nice wenches that would be betray'd without these, and make the men of note (14): do you note men, that are most affected to these e;

Arm. How hast thou purchas'd this experience ?
Moth. By my pen of observation.
Arm. But O, but o
Moth. The hobby-horse is forgot. (15)

Arm.

(14) - these betray nice wenches, that would be betray'd witheut these, ord make them men of roe. Thus all the editors, with a fagacity worthy of wonder. But who will ever believe, that the cod attitudes and affictations of lovers, by which they betray young werches, should have power to make those young wenches men of nete? This is a transformation, which, I care say, the poet never llought of. His meaning is, that they not only inveigle the young Girls, but make the nen laken notice of too, who affect them. I reduc'd the pafiagaa 10 good lense, in my SHAKESPEARE restor'd, by cahiering only a single letter : and Mr. Pope, in bis last impresion, has vouchfat'd to embrace my corre&ien. (15) Arm. But 0, but o

Moth. The hobby-horse is forgct.] The humour of this reply of Moth’s to Armado, who is fighing in love, cannot be taken without a little explanation : nor why there should be any room for making such a reply. A quotation from Hamlet will be necessary on this occasion ;

Ór else shall he suffer not thinking on, with the bobby-berst, whose Epitaph is, For oh! for ob! the Hubby-horse is forgct.

And another from Beaumont and Fletcher in their Women pleased. Soto. Shall the licbby-horse be forgot then ?

The hopeful Kobby horse ? Inall he lie founder'd 3 In the rites formerly observ'd for the celebration of May-day, besides those now us’d of hanging a pole with garlands, and dancing round it, a boy was dreft up representing maid Marian ; another, like a Friar; and another rode on a Holby- horse, with bells jingling, and painted streamers. After the Reformation took place, and Precisians multiplied, these latter rites were look'd upon to favour of Paganism; and then maid Marian, the Friar, and the poor Hobby. borse were turn’d out of the games. Some, who were not so wisely precise, but regretted the disuse of the Hobby- borse, no doubt, satiriz'd this fufpicion of idolatry, and archly wrote the Epitaph above alluded to. Now Moth, bearing Armado groan ridiculously, and cry out, But vb! but ob! humourosly pieces out his exclamation with the fequel of Arm. Call’At thou

my

love hobby-horse? Moth. No, inafter; 'the hobby.horse is but a colt, and your love, perhaps a hackney: but have you forgot your love?

Arm. Almoit I had.
Mob. Negligent student, learn her by heart.
Arm. By heart, and in heart, boy.
Moth. And out of heart, master : all those three I

will prove.

me

Arm. what wilt thou prove ?

Moth. A man, if I live. And this by, in, and cut of, upon the instant : by heart you love her, because your heart cannot come by her: in heart you love her, because your heart is in love with her; and cut of heart you love her, being out of heart that you cannot enjoy her.

Arm. I am all these three. Moth, And three times as much more; and yet nothing at all. Arm. Fetch hither the swain, he must carry

a letter. Moth. A message well fympathiz'd; a horse to be ernbaffador for an afs.

Arm. Ha, ha; what say'it thou ? Moth. Marry, Sir, you' muft send the ass upon the horse, for he is very flow-gated : but I go.

Arm. The way is but short; away.
Moth. As swift as lead, Sir.

Arm. Thy meaning, pretty ingenious ?.
Is not lead a metal heavy, dull and flow?

Moth. Minimè, honeft master; or rather, master, no, this epitaph: which is putting his master's love-passion, and the loss of the Hobby-borse, on a footing. The Zcalor's deteftation of this Hobby.horse, I think is excellentiy sneer'd at by B. Fonfon in his Bartholomew-fair. In this Comedy, Kalby-Pusy, a Puritan, is brought into the fair: and being ask'd by the toyman to buy Rattles, Drums Babies, Hobby-borfes, &c. He immediately in his zeal cries out : Peace, with thy apocryphal wares, thou prophane publican! Thy Bells

, Thy Dragons, and thy Tobit's dogs." Thy Hebby-borse is an idol,

a very idol, a fierce and rank idol; and thou the Nebuchadmozzar, the proud Nebuchadnezzar of the fair, that fet'st it up for children to fall down to and worship.

Arm.

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