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And when my knightly stomach is suffic’d,
Why then I suck my teeth, and catechise
My piked man of countries ;--My dear Sir,

,
(Thus leaning on mine elbow, I begin)
I shall beseech you, that is question now :
And then cones answer like an ABC-book :
O Sir, says answer, at your best command,
At your employment, at your service, Sir :
No, Sir, fay's question, I, sweet Sir, at yours,
7 And so e'er answer knows what question would,
Saving in dialogue of compliment;
And talking of the Alps and Apennines,

6 L ke an a, b, c book ] An avoided; and the account stands a, b, c book, or, as they spoke thus, “E’er answer knows what and wrote it, an alliy book, is a question would be at, my tracatechism.

“ veller serves in his dialogue of 7 And so e'er arfwer knows compliment, which is hij stand. what question would,

ing dish at all tables; then he Saving in dialogue of compl comes to talk of the Alps and A

ment ) In this fine speech, penines,&c. and, by the time this Faulconbridge would sew the ad “ discourse concludes, it draws vantages and prerogatives of men “ towards fupper.” All this is of worjoip. He observes, par- sensible and humorous ; and the ticularly, that he has the travel phrase of serving in is a very ler at command ; (people at that pleasant one to denote that this time, when a new world was dif was his worship's second cextfi. covering, in the highet eftima. What follows Mews the romantion.) At the first intimation of tic turn of the voyagers of that his desire, to hear strange fto time; how greedily their relaries, the traveller complies, and tions were swallowed, which he will scarce give him leave to calls sweet poison for the age's make his question, but e'er an- tooth; and how acceptable it Iwer knorus what question would made men at court-For it shall - What then, why, according Arew the footsteps of my rifing. to the present reading, it grows And yet the Oxford Editor says, towards supper-time : And is not by this sweet poison is meant fiatthis w rhif fociety? To spend téry.

WAR BURTON. all the time between dinner and

This passage is obscure ; but supper before either of them such an irregularity, and perplexknows what the other would be ity runs thro' the whole speech,

Read SERVING instead of that I think this emendation not Javing, and all this nonsense is necessary.

The

ar.

The Pyrenean and the river Po;
It draws towards supper in conclusion, fo.
But this is worshipful society,
And fits the mounting spirit like myseif:
For he is but a baftard to the time,
That doth not smack of observation;
[And so am I, whether I smack or no :)
And not alone in habit and device,
Exterior form, outward accoutrement ;
But from the inward motion to deliver
Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age's tooth;

Which tho' I will not practise to deceive,
Yet, to avoid deceit, I mean to learn ;
For it fhall strew the footsteps of my rising.
9 But who comes in such halte, in riding robes ?
What woman-post is this ? hath lhe no husband,
That will take pains' to blow a horn before her?
O me! it is my mother; now, good lady,
What brings you here to court so haftily?

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Enter Lady Faulconbridge, and James Gurney.

. Lady. Where is that Nave, thy brother, where is he, That holds in chase mine honour up and down?

Phil. My brother Robert, old Sir Robert's son,
Colbrand the giant, that same mighty man,
Is it Sir Robert's son, that you seek so?

Lady. Sir Robert's fon? ay, thou unrev'rend boy,

& Which though, &c.] The that a woman who travelled aconstruction will be mended, if bout like a post was likely to instead of which though, we read, horn her husband. this though.

2 Coibrand was a Danish giant, 9 But who comes here.] Mil whom Guy of Warwick dilcomton, in his tragedy, introduces fited in the presence of king ADallilah with such an interroga- thelftan. The combat is very tory exclamation.

pompously described by Drayson i To blow a horn.] He means, in his Polyeltion.

Sir Robert's son ; why scorn'st thou at Sir Robert ?
He is Sir Robert's son, and so art thou.

Phil. James Gurney, wilt thou give us leave a while ?
Gur. Good leave, good Philip.

Phil. 3 Philip! -sparrow-James; There's toys abroad; anon I'll tell thee more.

[Exit James. Madam, I was not old Sir Robert's son, Sir Robert might have eat his part in me Upon Good-Friday, and ne'er broke his faft : Sir Robert could do well; marry, confess! Could he get me ? Sir Robert could not do it ; We knew his handy-work; therefore, good mother, To whom am I beholden for these limbs? Sir Robert never holpe to make this leg.

Lady. Haft thou conspired with thy brother too, That, for thine own gain, should't 'defend mine ho

nour? What means this scorn, thou most untoward knave ?

Pbil. 4 Knight, Knight, good mother -Bafi

lisco like.

What!

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3 Philip, sparrow, James.] Iconbridge's Words here carry a think the Poet wrote,

concealed Piece of Satire on a Philip! Spare me, James. ftupid Drama of that Age, printi. e. don't affront me with an ap- ed in 1999, and called Solimar pellation that comes from a and Perjedu. In this Piece there Family which I disclaim. WARB. is the Character of a bragging

The old reading is far more cowardly Knight, called Bajillagreeable to the character of the His Pretension to Valour is speaker.

so blown and seen through, that Dr. Gray observes, that Skel- Pifton, a Buffoon-servant in the son has a poem to the memory of Play, jumps upon his Back, and Philip Sparrow; and Mr. Pope will not disengage him, till he in a short note remarks, that a makes Bafilisco fwear upon his Sparrow is called Philip. dudgeon dagger to the Contents, 4 Knight, Knight, - good and in the Terms, he dictates to

Morber, Bafililco like.] Thus him: as, for Initance, muft this Paffage be pointed; Baf. O, I swear, I swear. and, to come at the Humour of

Pift. By the Contents of this it, I must clear up an old Cir

Blade, cumstance of Stage- History. Faul

Baf.

What! I am dub'd ; I have it on my shoulder :
But, mother, I am not Sir Robert's son;
I have disclaim'd Sir Robert, and my land ;
Legitimation, name, and all is gone :
Then, good my mother, let me know my father ;
Some proper man, I hope; who was it, mother?

Lady. Haft thou deny'd thyself a Faulconbridge ?
Pbil. As faithfully, as I deny the devil.

Lady. King Richard Cæur-de-lion was thy father ;
By long, and vehement fuit, I was seduc'd
To make room for him in my husband's bed.
Heav'n lay not my transgresion to my charge !
Thou art the issue of

my dear offence,
Which was so strongly urg'd past my defence.

Phil. Now, by this light, were I to get again,
Madam, I would not wish a better father.
5 Some sins do bear their privilege on earth,
And so doth yours; your fault was not your folly.
Needs must you lay your heart at his dispose,
Subjected tribute to commanding love,

Baf. Ry the Contents of this make this Circumstance so well Blade,

known, as to become the Butt Pift. I, the forefaid Bafilifco, for a Stage-sarcasm. THEOBALD.

Baf. I, the foresaid Basilisco, Knight, Knight, good mother Knight, good fellow, knight, Basilisco like] The words knight,

allude to an expression in an old Pift. Knave, good fellow, knave, foolish play, then the common knave,

butt of ridicule, but the beauty So that 'tis clear, our Poet is of the passage consists in his alsneering at this Play; and makes luding, at the same time, to his Philip, when his Mother calls high original. His father, Rihim Knave, throw off that Re- chard the first, was surnamed proach by humorously laying Cæur-de-lion. And the Cor Leonis, claiin to his new Dignity of a fixed star of the first magnitude, Knighthood; as Bafilisco arro in the fign Leo, is called Bafilis. gantiy infifts on his Title of co.

WARBURTON. Knight in the Passage above quot Could one have thought it! ed. The old Play is an execra s Come fins.] There are fins, ble bad one; and, I fuppose, that whatever be determined of was sufficiently exploded in the them above, are not much cenRepresentation which might sured on earth.

And

Against whose fury, and unmatched force,
The awlefs lion could not wage the fight;
Nor keep his princely heart from Richard's hands.
He, that perforce robs lions of their hearts,
May easily win a woman's. Ay, my mother,
With all my heart, I thank thee for my father.
Who lives and dares but say, thou didst not well
When I was got, I'll send his soul to hell.
Come, lady, I will shew thee to my kin,

And they shall say, when Richard me begot,
If thou hadīt said him nay, it had been sin;
Who fays, it was, he lyes ; I say, 'twas not.

[Exeunt.

ACT II.

SCENE 1.

Before the Walls of Angiers in France.

Enter Philip King of France, Lewis tbe Dauphin, the

Archduke of Austria, Constance, and Arthur.

LEWIS.

1

B

EFORE Angiers well met, brave Austria.

Arthur ! that great fore-runner of thy blood Richard, that robb’d the lion of his heart, And fought the holy wars in Palestine, ? By this brave Duke came early to his grave:

And

6 Richard, that ribb'd, &c.] he flewe the lyon, and therefore So Roßtal in his Chronicle. It is some fay he is called Rycharde fayd that a Lyon was put to Cure de lyon, but some say he is kynge R chard, beynge in prison, called Cure de lyon, because of his to have devoured him, and when boldeness and hardy stomake. the lyon was gapynge he put his

Dr. GRAY. arme in his mouth, and pulled 7 By this brave Duke, &c.] the lyon by the harte so hard that This is not true. Richard was

made

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