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For then if the moat on her mud would first lay, and honour. An ancient author has writ a whole And, after, before you my body convey,
play on't.' The blue on my breast when you happen to set, Sir William D'Avenant’splay of Love and Honour. You'll say, with a sigh, there's a true blue for me.'
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« Vol. Go on, cries honour; tender love says, On seas and in battles, through bullets and fire,
nay.” The danger is less than in hopeless desire.
But honour says not so. My death's wound you gave me, thougla far off I
Siege of Rhodes, part I. p. 19. bear
Ibid, line 64.
“ Bayes. I remember once, in a play of mine, And under your window my body would lay,
I set ofta scene beyond expectation, only with a
Love in a Nunsery, p. 34.
Page 228, line 7, first col. admirer of the duchess-dowager of Richmond, called by the author Armida. He lost his life in Bayes. Gentlemen, because I would not have a sea-fight against the Dutch, the 28th of May, any two things alike in this play, the last act be1672.
ginning with a witty scene of mirth, I begin this
with a funeral.” Page 224, line 52, sccond col.
Colonel Henry Howard, son of Thomas, Earl of * John. Pit, box, and gallery, Mr Bayes !"
Berkshire, made a play, called the “ United KingMr Edward Howard's words.
doins," which began with a funeral, and had al.
so two kings in it. This gave the duke a just ocPage 225, line 19, first col.
casion to set up two kings in Brentford, as ’tis. “ Cordel. My lieges, news from Volscius the generally believed, though others are of opinion prince.
that his grace had our two brothers in his Genl.-Ush. His news is welcome, whatso e'er thoughts. It was acted at the Cock-pit in Druryit be."
Lane, soon after the restoration, but, miscarryAlbert. Curtius, I've something to deliver to ing on the stage, the author bad the modesty not
to print it; and therefore the reader cannot Four ear. Cur. Any thing from Alberto is welcome.
reasonably expect any particular passages of it. Amorous Prince, p. 39.
Others say that they are Boabdelin and Abdalla,
the two contending kings of Granada; and Mr Page 226, line 27, second col.
Dryden has, in the most of his serious plays, two "Yol. Harry, my boots ; for I'll go range among contending kings of the saine place. My blades encamp'd, and quit this urban throng.
Ibid, line 27. Let my horses be brought ready to the door, for I'll go out of town this evening.
“I'll speak a bold word:-it shall drum, trumInto the country I'll, with speed,
pet, shout, and battle, 'egad, with any the most With hounds and hawks my fancy feed, &c.
warlike tragedy we have, either ancient or moNow I'll away; a country life
dern." Conquest of Granada, in two parts. Shall be my mistress and my wife.
Ibid, line 55, second col.
“Smi. Who is she?
Bayes. The sister of Drawcansir ; a lady that
was drowned at sea, and had a wave to ha "Fair madam, give me leave to ask her name.”
winding-sheet." And what is this maid's namc? Ibid, p. 40.
On seas I bore her, and on scas I died;
I died, and for a winding-sheet a wave
I had, and all the occan for my grave. “Thou bring'st the morning pictur’d in a cloud.”
Conquest of Granuda, part II. p. 113.
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Bayes. Since death my earthly part will thus
With silent wings I'll follow yoll,
And when to melancholy groves you come,
An airy ghost, you'll know me by my hum; Bayes. You shall see a combat betwixt love | For sound, being air, a ghost does well becoins.
At night, into your bosom I will creep,
Alman. I would not now, if thou wouldst beg And buz but softly if you chance to sleep ;
me, stay ; Yet in your dreams I will pass sweeping by, But I will take my Almahide away. And then both hum and buz before your eye.”
Conquest of Granada, p. 32.
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“ K. Ush. Though, brother, this grum stranger Which is my tyrant's right, death will remove;
be a clown, I'll come all soul and spirit to your love:
He'll leave us, sure, a little to gulp down. With silent steps I'll follow you all day,
Draw. Whoe'er to gulp one drop of this dares Or else before you in the sun-beams play:
think, I'll lead you hence to melancholy groves, I'll stare away his very power to drink." And there repeat the scenes of our past loves:
In ridicule of this. At night, I will within your curtains peep, With empty arms embrace you while you sleep: Alman. Thou dar’st not marry her while I'm In gentle dreams I often will be by,
in sight : And sweep along before your closing eye: With a bent brow thy priest and thee I'll fright; All dangers from your bed I will remove, And, in that scene which all thy hopes and wishes But guard it most from any future love :
should content, And when, at last, in pity, you will die,
The thoughts of me shall make thee impotent. I'll watch your birth of immortality,
ībid, p. 5. Then, turtle like, I'll to my mate repair,
Ibid, line 62.
“ Draw. I drink, I huff, I strut, look big, and
stare; Page 230, line 7, first col.
And all this I can do, because I dare." “ Pal. Lo, from this conquering lance
Spite of myself, I'll stay, fight, love, despair ; Does flow the purest wine of France :
And all this I can do, because I dare. And, to appease your hunger, I
Granada, part II. p. 89• Have in my helmet brought a pye:
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“ Gods would themselves ungod themselves, to See the scene in The Villain, p. 47–53, where the host furnishes his guests with a collation out
In ridicule of this. of his clothes, a capon from his helmet, a tansey out of the lining of his cap, cream out of his scab Mux. Thou liest : there's not a god inhabits bard, &c.
But for this Christian would all heaven forswear; Ibid, line 24.
Ev'n Jove would try new shapes her love to win, “ K. Phy. What man is this that dares disturb
And in new birds and unknown beasts would sin, our feast?
At least if Jove could love like Maximin. Draw. He that dares drink, and for that drink
Tyrannic Love, p. 17. dares die, And, knowing this, dares yet drink on, am I.”
Ibid, line 4. “ Pret. Durst any of the gods be so uncivil
, In ridicule of this.
I'd make that god subscribe himself a devil.” Almah. Who dares to interrupt my private Some god, now, if he dare relate what passed, walk?
Say but he's dead, that god shall mortal be. Alman. He who dares love, and for that love
Ibid, p. 7. must die,
Provoke my rage no farther, lest I be
Ibid, p. 8.
Ibid, p. 57. “ Bayes. Now, there are some critics that have advised me to put out the second dure, and print
Ibid, line 26. must in the place on't; but, 'egad, I think 'tis bet “ He is too proud a man to creep servilely after thus, a great deal.”
ter sense, I assure you." It was at first dares die.
Poets, like lovers, should be bold, and dare;
They spoil their business with an over care: Ibid, line 46.
And he who servilely creeps after sense, “ Draw. You shall not know how long I here is safe, but ne'er can reach to excellence.
Prologue to Tyrannic Lore. But you shall know I'll take your bowls away.”
will stay ;
Naker. Merry, merry, merry, we sail from the
east, Page 231, line 54, second col.
Half-tippled at a rain-bow feast. " K. Ush. But stay, what sound is this invades Dam. In the bright moon-shine, while winds our ears?”
whistle loud, What various noises do my ears invade,
Tivy, tivy, tivy ! -we mount and we fly, And have a concert of confusion made ?
All racking along in a downy white cloud : Siege of Rhodes, p. 4. And lest our leap from the sky should prove too
far, Page 232, line 20, first col.
We slide on the back of a new-falling star. * Ist King. Haste, brother king, we are sent Naker. And drop from above, from above.
In a jelly of love. 2d King. Let us move, let us move;
Dam. But now the sun's down, and the eleMove, to remove the fate
ment's red, Of Brentford's long united state.
The spirits of fire against us make head. Ist King. Tarra, tan, tarra !-full east and by Naker. They muster, they muster, like gnats south.
in the air. 2d King. We sail with thunder in our mouth. Alas! I must leave thee, my fair, In scorching noon-day, whilst the traveller stays, And to my light-horsemen repair. Busy, busy, busy, busy, we bustle along,
Dam. O! stay, for you need not to fear them Mounted upon warm Phæbus's rays,
to-night; Through the heavenly throng,
The wind is for us, and blows full in their sight, Hasting to those
And o'er the wide ocean we fight. Who will feast us at night with a pig's petty toes. Like leaves in the autumn our foes will fall down, 1st King. And we'll fall with our plate
And hiss in the water-
Both. And hiss in the water, and drown. 2d King. But, now supper's done, the servitors Naker. But their men lie securely entrench'd try,
in a cloud, Like soldiers, to storm a whole half-moon pye. And a trumpeter-hornet to battle sounds loud. 1st King. They gather, they gather hot custards Dam. Now mortals, that spy in spoons :
How we tilt in the sky, But, alas ! I must leave these half-moons,
With wonder, will gaze, And repair to my trusty dragoons.
And will fear such events as will ne'er come to 2d King. O! stay, for you need not as yet go pass. astray;
Naker. Stay you to perform what the man will The tide, like a friend, has brought ships in our have done. way,
Dam. Then call me again when the battle is And on their high ropes we will play; Like maggots in filberts, we'll snug in our shell, Both. So ready and quick is a spirit of air We'll frisk in our shell,
To pity the lover, and succour the fair,
That, silent and swift, that little soft god
Is here with a wish, and gone with a nod. 1st King. But the ladies have all inclination to
Tyrannic Love, p. 24, 25. dance, And the green frogs croak out a coranto of France.
Page 232, line 17, second col. 2d King. Now mortals, that bear
“ Bayes. This, sir, you must know, I thought How we tilt and career,
once to have brought in with a conjuror." With wonder, will fear
See Tyrannic Love, act 4, scene 1. Tl’event of such things as shall never appear. Ist King. Stay you to fulfil what the gods have
Page 233, line 16, first col. decreed.
“What dreadful noise is this that comes and goes? 2d King. Then call me to help you, if there shall Sol. Haste hence, great sirs, your royal persons be need.
save, 1st King. So firmly resolved is a true Brentford For the event of war no mortal knows:
The army, wrangling for the gold you gave, To save the distressed, and help to 'em bring, First fell to words, and then to handy-blouse That, ere a full pot of good ale you can swallow, He's here, with a whoop, and gone, with a halloo.
In ridicule of this.
What new misfortunes do these cries presage ? In ridicule of this.
1st Mess. Haste all you can their fury to assuage; Naker. Hark! my Damilcar, we are called You are not safe from their rebellious rage. below.
2d Mess. This minute, if you grant not their deDam. Let us go, let us go;
sire, Go, to relieve the care
They'll seize your person, and your palace fire. Of longing lovers in despair.
Granada, part II p. 71. VOL. III.
Point all the cannon, and play fast;
Their fury is too hot to last :
There needs nothing more to explain the mean Pyr. March up with those reserves to that reng of this battle than the perusal of the first
doubt. part of the Siege of Rhodes, which was performed, Faint slaves, the janizaries reel! in recitative music, by seven persons only, and They bend! they bend! and seem to feel the passage out of the Play-house to be Let. The terrors of a rout.
Must. Old Zanger halts, and reinforcement Ibid, line 34, second col.
lacks. “ Bayes. True; and so, 'egad, I'll make it, too, a Pyr. March on. tragedy, in a trice.”
Must. Advance those pikes, and charge their Aglura and the Vestal Virgin are so contrived, by
backs. a little alteration towards the latter end of them, that they have been acted both ways, either as
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“ Oró. Who calls Terra Firma, pray ? tragedies or comedies.
Luna. Luna, that ne'er shines by day.
Orb. What means Luna in a veil ?
Luna, Luna means to shew her tail.” The Siege of Rhodes begins thus :
In ridicule of this. Admiral. Arm, arm, Valerius, arm.
Phæb. Who calls the world's great light?
Aur. Aurora, that abhors the night.
Phab. Why does Aurora, from her cloud, “ Gen. Draw down the Chelsea cuirassiers.” To drowsy Phæbus cry so loud ?
Slighted Maid, p. 80. The third entry thus:
Ibid, line 24.
“ Luna. To-morrow, soon, ere it be noon,
The burning Mount Vesuvio. Ibid, p. 81.
Jbid, line 29.
“ Luna. And I will drink nothing but Lippary The right and left to Haly's sons assign,
Drink, drink wine, Lippary wine. Ibid, p. 81.
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“ Come, I'll shew you how they shall go
off Rise, rise, sirs, and go about your business.Ibid, line 46.
go off for you now.” “ Lieut.-Gen. The band you boast of, Chelsea Valeria, daughter to Maximin, having killed cuirassiers,
herself for the love of Porphyrius, when she was Shall, in my Putney pikes, now meet their peers.” to be carried off by the bearers, strikes one of
More pikes ! more pikes! to reinforce them a box on the ear, and speaks to him thus :
I am to rise and speak the epilogue.
Tyrannic Lore. “ Lieut.-Gen. Give fire, give fire, at once give
fire, And let those recreant troops perceive mine ire.”
SCENE I-HARCOURT's Lodgings. possession of what I must despair now ever to HARCOURT and BELVILLE discovered sitting.
Har. Ha, ha, ha! very foolish indeed. Har. Ha, ha, ha! and so you are in love, Belo. Don't laugh at me, uncle: I am foolish, nephew; not reasonably and gallantly, as a young I know, but, like other fools, I deserve to be gentleman ought, but sighingly, miserably so-pitied. not content to be ankle-deep, you have sous'd Har. Prythee, don't talk of pity: How can I over head and ears-Ha, Dick!
help you? -for this country girl of yours is Belv. I am pretty much in that condition, in- certainly married. deed, uncle.
(Sighs. Belr. No, no,I won't believe it; she is not Har. Nay, never blush at it—when I was of married, nor she sha'n't, if I can help it. your age, I was asham’d too-but three years at Har. Well said, modesty—with such a spirit, college, and half a one at Paris, methinks, should you can help yourself, Dick, without my assisthave cured you of that unfashionable weakness -modesty.
Belo. But you must encourage and advise me Belo. Could I have releas'd myself from that, too, or I shall never make any thing of it. I had, perhaps, been at this instant happy in the Har. Provided the girl is not married; for I