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Into your private chamber, we shall give you
Speak it here;
business Seek me out, and that way I am wife in, 8 Out with it boldly; Truth loves open dealing.
6 Endy and base opinion set against them,] I would be glad that my conduct were in some publick trial confronted with mine enemies, that envy and corrupt judgment might try their utmost power against me. Johnson.
Envy, in Shakspeare's age, often signified, malice. So, after. wards:
“ Ye turn the good we offer into enay.” Malone. 7 Seek me out, &c.] I believe that a word has dropt out here, and that we should read:
If your business
Seek me, speak out, and that way I am wise in; i.e. in the way that I can understand it. Tyrwhitt. The metre shows here is a syllable dropt. I would read:
1 know my life so even. If 'tis your business
To seek me out, &c. Blackstone. The alteration proposed by Sir W. Blackstone injures one line as much as it improves the other. We might read: Doth seek me out,
Ritson. and that cvay I am wife in,] That is, if you come to ex. amine the title by which I am the King's wife; or, if you come to know how I have behaved as a wife. The meaning, whatever it be, is so coarsely and unskilfully expressed, that the latter edi. tors have liked nonsense better, and contrarily to the ancient and only copy, have published:
And that way I am wise in. Fohnson. This passage is unskilfully expressed indeed; so much so, that I don't see how it can import either of the meanings that Johnson contends for, or indeed any other. I therefore think that the modern editors have acted rightly in reading wise instead of wife, for which that word might easily have been mistaken; nor can I think the passage, so amended, nonsense, the meaning of it being this: “If your business relates to me, or to any thing of which I have any knowledge.” M. Mason.
Wol. Tanta est erga te mentis integritas, regina sere
nissima, Q. Kath. O, good my lord, no Latin ;' I am not such a truant since my coming, As not to know the language I have liv'd in: A strange tongue makes my cause more strange, sus
Most honour'd madam,
To betray me.
9 Ogood my lord, no Latin;] So, Holinshed, p. 908:
“ Then began the cardinall to speake to her in Latine. Naie good my lord (quoth she) speake to me in English.” Steevens.
? (And service to his majesty and you)] This line stands so very aukwardly, that I am inclined to think it out of its place. The author perhaps wrote, as Mr. Edwards has suggested:
“I am sorry my integrity sbould breed
to your cause.) Old copy-our cause. Corrected by the editor of the second folio. Malone.
My lords, I thank you both for your good wills,
I would, your grace
How, sir? Cam. Put your main cause into the king's protection;
3 For her sake that I have been, &c.] For the sake of that royalty which I have heretofore possessed. Malone.
4 (Though he be grown so desperate to be honest)] Do you think that any Englishman dare advise me; or, if any man should venture to advise with honesty, that he could live? Fohnson.
weigh out my afflictions.] This phrase is obscure. To weigh out, is, in modern language, to deliver by weight; but this sense cannot be here admitted. To weigh is likewise to deliberate upon, to consider with due attention. This may, perhaps, be meant. Or the phrase, to weigh out, may signify to counterbalance, to counteract with equal force. Fohnson.
To weigh out is the same as to outweigh. In Macbeth, Shakspeare has overcome for come over. Steevens
He's losing, and most gracious: 'twill be much
He tells you rightly.
Your rage mistakes us. Q. Kath. The more shame for çe;t holy men I
thought ye, L'pon my soul, two reverend cardinal virtues; But cardinal sins, and hollow hearts, I fear ye: Mend them for shame, my lords. Is this your comfort? The cordial that ye bring a wretched lady? A woman lost among ye, laugh'd at, scorn'd? I will not wish ye half my miseries, I have more charity: But say, I warn'd ye; Take heed, for hearen's sake, take heed, lest at once The burden of my sorrows fall upon ye.
Wol. Madam, this is a mere distraction; You turn the good we offer into envy.
Q. Kath. Ye turn me into nothing: Woe upon ye,
be any thing but churchmen's habits,)
Your fears are worse.
self, Since virtue finds no friends,)—a wife, a true one?
6 The more shame for ye;] If I mistake you, it is by your fault, not mine; for I thought you good. The distress of Katharine might have kept her from the quibble to which she is irresistibly, tempted by the word cardinal. Johnson.
A woman (I dare say, without vain-glory,)
Wol. Madam, you wander from the good we aim at.
Q. Kath. My lord, I dare not make myself so guilty, To give up willingly that noble title Your master wed me to: nothing but death Shall e’er divorce my dignities. Wol.
'Pray, hear me. Q. Kath. 'Would I had never trod this English earth, Or felt the flatteries that grow upon it! Ye have angels' faces, 8 but heaven knows your hearts. What will become of me now, wretched lady?
superstitious to him?] That is, served him with super. stitious attention ; done more than was required. Fohnson.
8 Ye have angels' faces,] She may perhaps allude to the old jingle of Angli and ingeli. Johnson.
I find this jingle in The Arraygnment of Paris, 1584. The goddesses refer the dispute about the golden apple to the decision of Diana, who setting aside their respective claims, awards it to Queen Elizabeth; and adds:
“ Her people are ycleped angeli,
“Or if I miss a letter, is the most.” In this pastoral, as it is called, the Queen herself may be almost said to have been a performer, for at the conclusion of it, Diana gives the golden apple into her hands, and the Fates deposit their insignia at her feet. It was presented before her Majesty by the children of her chapel.
It appears, from the following passage in The Spanish Masquerado, by Greene, 1585, that this quibble was originally the quib. ble of a saint: “ England, a little island, where, as saint Augustin saith, there be people with angel faces, so the inhabitants have the courage and hearts of lyons." Steevens.
See also Nashe's Anatomie of Absurditie, 1589: "For my part I meane to suspend my sentence, and let an author of late memorie be my speaker; who affirmeth that they carry angels in their faces, and devils in their devices.” Malone.