But what will you be call'd? Cel. Something that hath a reference to my state; No longer Celia, but Aliena. Rof. But, coufin, what if we affay'd to steal The clownish fool out of your father's court? Would he not be a comfort to our travel? Cel. He'll go along o'er the wide world with me. Leave me alone to woo him. Let's away, And get our jewels and our wealth together; Devise the fittest time, and safest way To hide us from purfuit that will be made After my flight now go we in content To liberty, and not to banishment. [Exeunt. ACT II. SCENE I. ARDEN FOREST. Enter Duke fenior, Amiens, and two or three lords like forefters. DUKE Senior. OW, my co-mates, and brothers in exile, Hath not old cuftom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril, than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, 2 2 In former editions, Here feel we not the penalty. What was the penalty of Adam, hinted at by our poet? The being fenfible of the difference of the feafons. The Duke fays, the cold and effects of the winter feelingly perfuade him what he is. How does he not then feel the penalty? Doubtless, the text must be reftored as I have corrected it: and 'tis obvious in the course of these notes, how often not and but by mistake have chang'd place in our author's former editions. THEOBALD. The The seasons' difference; as, the icy fang, Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, grace, Happy is your That can tranflate the ftubbornnefs of fortune Duke Sen. Come, fhall we go and kill us venison? And yet it irks me, the poor dappled fools, Being native burghers of this desert city, Should in their own confines, with forked heads 3 Which, like the toad, ugly and venemous, It was the current opinion in Shakespeare's time, that in the head of an old toad was to be found a ftone, or pearl, to which great virtues were afcribed. This ftone has been often fought, but nothing has been found more than accidental or perhaps morbid indurations of the fkull. JOHNSON. In a book called A Green Foreft, or a Natural History, &c. by John Maplett, 1567, is the following account of this imaginary gem: "In this ftone is apparently feene verie often the verie "forme of a tode, with defpotted and coloured feete, but thofe uglye and defufedly. It is available against envenoming.". 46 4 STEEVENS. I would not change it.] Mr. Upton, not without probability, gives thefe words to the Duke, and makes Amiens begin, Happy is your grace. JOHNSON. with forked beads] i. e. with arrows, the points of which were barbed. STEEVENS. 1 Lord. 1 Lord. Indeed, my lord, The melancholy Jaques grieves at that; Under an oak, whofe antique root peeps out Duke Sen. But what faid Jaques? I Lord. O yes, into a thousand fimilies. First, for his weeping in the needless stream; Poor Deer, quoth he, thou mak'ft a teftament As worldlings do, giving thy fum of more To that which had too much. Then, being alone, Left and abandon'd of his velvet friends; 'Tis right, quoth he; thus mifery doth part The flux of company. Anon, a carelefs herd, Full of the pasture, jumps along by him, And never stays to greet him: Ay, quoth Jaques, Sweep on, you fat and greafy citizens ; 'Tis just the fashion: wherefore do you look Upon that poor and broken bankrupt there? Thus moft invectively he pierceth through The body of the country, city, court, Yea, and of this our life: fwearing, that we Are Are mere ufurpers, tyrants, and what's worse, 2 Lord. We did, my lord, weeping and comment. ing, Upon the fobbing deer. Duke Sen. Show me the place; I love to cope him in thefe fullen fits. 2 Lord. I'll bring you to him straight. SCENE II. THE PALACE. Enter Duke Frederick with Lords. [Exeunt. Duke. Can it be poffible that no man saw them? It cannot be. Some villains of my court Are of confent and fufferance in this. 1 Lord. I cannot hear of any that did fee her. The ladies, her attendants of her chamber, Saw her a-bed; and in the morning early They found the bed untreasur'd of their mistress. 2 Lord. My lord, the roynifh clown, at whom fo oft Your Grace was wont to laugh, is alfo miffing. -to cope him,] To encounter him; to engage with him. JOHNSON. That youth is furely in their company. Duke. Send to his brother: fetch that gallant hi ther; If he be absent, bring his brother to me, SCENE III. OLIVER'S HOUSE. Enter Orlando and Adam. Orla. Who's there? [Exeunt, Adam. What! my young mafter? Oh, my gentle master, Oh, my sweet mafter, 7 O you memory Of old fir Rowland! why, what make you here? Why are you virtuous? why do people love you? And wherefore are you gentle, ftrong, and valiant? Why would you be fo fond to overcome The bony prifer of the humorous Duke? O you memory] Shakespeare often ufes memory for memorial: and Beaumont and Fletcher fometimes. So in the Humorous Lieutenant; "I knew then how to seek your memories.” Again, in The Atheift's Tragedy, by C. Turner, 1611; "And with his body place that memory "Of noble Charlemont." And in Byron's Tragedy; "That ftatue will I prize past all the jewels "Within the cabinet of Beatrice, "The memory of my graudame." STEEVENS, * In the former editions, The BONNY prifer] We fhould read BONEY prijer. For this wreftler is characterised for his ftrength and bulk, not for his gaiety or good-humour. So Milton, Giants of mighty bone. JOHNSON. S WARBURTON. Your |