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Proffers, not took, reap thanks for their reward.

Hel. Inspired merit so by breath is barr'd :
It is not so with him that all things knows,
As 'tis with us, that square our guess by shows :
But most it is presumption in us, when
The help of heav'n we count the act of men.
Dear Sir, to my endeavours give consent,
Of heav'n, not me, make an experiment.
I am not an impostor, that proclaim
s Myself against the level of mine aim;
But know I think, and think I know most sure,
My art is not past power, nor you past cure.

King. Art thou so confident? within what space
Hop'st thou my cure?

Hel. The greatest grace lending grace,
Ere twice the horses of the sun shall bring
Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring;
Ere twice in murk and occidental damp
Moist Hesperus hath quench'd his sleepy lamp ;
Or four and twenty times the pilot's glass
Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass ;
What is infirm from your sound

Health shall live free, and sickness freely die.

King. Upon thy certainty and confidence,
What dar'lt thou venture ?

Hel. Tax of impudence,
A strumpet's boldness, a divulged shame 6
Traduc'd by odious ballads : my maiden's name


shall fly,

S M self against the level of aim at a fraud ; I think what

mine aim;} 1. , pretend to i speak. greater things than befits the me

a divulged para diocrity of my condition.

Tradui'd by odious tallads : my WAR BURTON.

maiden's name I rather think that the means Star'd otherwise, no worfe of to say, I am not an impostor that worst extended; proclaim one thing and design With vileft torture let my life ée another, that proclaim a cure and ende') This passage is ap


Seard otherwise, no worse of worst extended ;
With vileft torture let my life be ended.
King. ? Methinks, in thee some blessed Spirit doth

His powerful sound, within an organ weak;


parently corrupt, and how shall

my maiden name it be rectified? I have no great Seard; otherwise the worst of hope of success, but something worft extended, &c. must be tried. I read the whole Perhaps it were better thus, thus,

my maiden name King. What darest thou ven Sear'd; otherwise the worst to ture?

worst extended; Hel. Tax of impudence, With vileft torture let my life be A Arumpet's boldness ; a divulged enited.

foame, Traduc'd by odious ballads my 9 Methinks, in thee some blessed maiden name ;

Spirit doth speak Seard otherwise, to worst of worst His powerful sound, within an extended;

organ weak; ] To Speak a With vileft torture let my life be found is a barbarism : For to speak ended.

fignifies to utter an articulate When this alteration first came found, i.e. a voice. So Shakeinto my mind, I supposed Helen to speare, in Love's Labour Loft, says mean thus, First, I venture what is with propriety, And wben love dearest to me, my maiden repu- speaks the voice of all the Gods. tation ; but if your distruft ex To speak a found therefore is imtends my character to the worst proper, tho' to utter a sound is of the wors, and supposes me not; because the word utter may feared against the sense of in- be applied either to an articulate famy, I will add to the stake of or inarticulate. Besides, the conseputation, the stake of life. This struction is vicious with the two certainly is fenfe,and the language ablatives, in thee, and, within an as grammatical as many other organ weak. The lines therepassages of Shakespeare. Yet we fore should be thus read and may try another experiment. pointed, Fear orber wife to worst of worst Metbinks, in thee fome blefed extended ;

Spirit doth speak : With vileft torture let my life be His power full jounds within an

ended. That is, let me aft under the But the Oxford Editor would be greatest terrors posible.

only so far beholden to this emenYet once again we will try to dation, as 10 enable him to make find the right way by the glimmer sense of the lines another way, of Hanmer's emondation, who whatever become of the rules of seads thus,

criticisın or ingenuou: dealing.

orzan weak.

And what impossibility would Nay
In common sense, fenfe faves another

Thy life is dear ; for all that life can rate
Worth name of life, in thee hath estimate: 8
9 Youth, beauty, wisdom, courage, virtue, all
That happiness and 'prime can happy call;
Thou this to hazard, needs must intimate
Skill infinite, or monstrous defperate.
Sweet Practiser, thy physick I will try;
That ministers thine own death, if I die.

Hel. If I break time, or flinch in property
Of what I spoke, unpitied let me die,
And well deservd! Not helping, death's my
But if I help, what do you promise me?

King. - Make thy demand.
Hel. But will you make it even ?
King. Ay, by my scepter, and my hopes of heaven.

Hel. Then shalt thou give me, with thy kingly hand,
What Husband in thy power I will command.
Exempted be from me the arrogance
To chuse from forth the royal blood of France ;
My low and humble name to propagate
With any branch or image of thy state : *


my fee;


It powerful founds within an or. could have but a very slight Hope gan

weak. WARBURT. of Help from her, scarce enough

in thee hath estimate :] to swear by: and therefore He. May be counted among the gifts len might suspect he meant to enjoyed by thee.

equivocate with her. Befides, 9 Youth, Beauty, wifi'om, cou oblerve, the greatest Part of the

rage, all] The verse wants Scene is strictly in Rhime: and a foot. Virtuk,' by mischance, there is no Shadow of Reason has dropt out of the line. why it should be interrupted here.

WARBURTON. I rather imagine the Poet wrote,

frime] Youth; the Av, by my Srepter, and my Hopes spring or morning of life.

of Heaven. THIRLBY. King. Make thy Demand.

branch or IMAGE Hel. But will you make it even? of thy fate : ) Sbakejjeart King. Ay, by Scepter and my unquestionably wrote iMPAGE, bopes of help.] The King grafting. IMPE a graff, or flip,


With any

But such a one thy vassal, whom I know
Is free for me to ask, thee to bestow.

King. Here is my hand, the premises observ'd,
Thy will by my performance Mall be serv’d:
So, make the choice of thine own time; for I,
Thy resolv'd Patient, on thee still rely.
More should I question thee, and more I must;
(Tho' more to know, could not be more to trust :)
From whence thou cam'ft, how tended on,-but rest
Unquestion’d welcome, and undoubted bleft.
Give me fome help here, hoa! if thou proceed
As high as word, my deed shall match thy deed.

[Exeunt. SCE N E IV.

Changes to Rousillon.

C height of your breeding


Enter Countess and Clown. Count. TOME on, Sir; I shall now put you to the

. Clo. I will shew myself highly fed, and lowly taught; I know, my business is but to the court.

Count. But to the court? why, what place make you special, when you put off that with such contempt? But to the court!

Clo. Truly, Madam, if God have lent a man any manners, he may easily put it off at court: he that cannot make a leg, put off's cap, kiss his hand, and say nothing, has neither leg, hands, lip, nor cap; and, indeed, such a fellow, to say precisely, were not for the court: but for me, I have an answer will serve all men.

Count. Marry, that's a bountiful answer that fits all questions.

Clo. It is like a barber's chair, that fits all buttocks;

or fucker : by which she means Caxton calls our Prince Arthur, one of the sons of France. So that noble impe of fame. WarB.


the pin-buttock, the quatch buttock, the brawn-buttock, or any buttock.

Count. Will your answer serve fit to all questions?

Clo. As fit as ten groats is for the hand of an attorney, as your French crown for your taffaty punk, as Tib's ruth for Tom's fore-finger, as a pancake ior Shrove-Tuesday, a morris for May-day, as the nail to his hole, the cuckold to his horn, as a scolding quean to a wrangling knave, as the nun's lip to the friar's mouth ; nay, as the pudding to his skin.

Count. Have you, I say, an answer of such fitness for all questions?

Clo. From below your duke, to beneath your constable, it will fit any question.

Count. It must be an answer of most monstrous size, that must fit all demands.

Clo. But a trifle neither, in good faith, if the learned should speak truth of it: here it is, and all that belongs to’t. Ask me, if I am a courtier ;-it shall do you no harm to learn.

Count. ? To be young again, if we could. I will be a fool in a question, hoping to be the wiser by your answer. I pray you, Sir, are you a courtier ?

Clo. 4 Lord, Sir - there's a simple putting off - more, more, a hundred of them.

Count. Sir, I am a poor friend of yours, that loves you.

Clo. O Lord, Sir ------thick, thick, spare not me.

Count. I think, Sir, you can eat none of this homely meat.

Clo. O Lord, Sir, -nay, put me to't, I warrant you.

Count. You were lately whip’d, Sir, as I think.

3 To be young again, -] back to youth. The lady centures her own le 4 O Lord, Sir,] A rivity in triling with her jetter, as dicule on that foolish expletive of a ridiculous attempt to returri fpecch then in vogue at court.



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