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nay.

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's play of Love and Honour. You'll say, with a sigh, there's a true blue for me.'

Page 227, line 42, first col.
In imitation of this.

« Vol. Go on, cries honour ; tender love says, On seas and in battles, through bullets and fire, 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.
My fall from your sight, not to cost you a tear ;
But if the kind flood on a wave would convey,

Bayes. I remember once, in a play of mine, And under your window my body would lay,

I set off a scene beyond expectation, only with a
When the wound on my breast you happen to sce, petticoat and the belly-ache.”
You'll say, with a sigh, it was given by me.

Love in a Nunnery, p. 34.
This is the latter part of a song, made by Mr
Baves, on the death of Captain
Digby, son of

ACT IV.
George, Earl of Bristol, who was a passionate

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 net be1672.

ginning with a witty scene of mirth, I begin this

with a funeral.” Page 224, line 52, sccond col.

Colonel llenry 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, whatsoe'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.

Dryclen has, in the most of his serious plays, two ** Vol. Harry, my boots ; for I'll go range among contending kings of the same 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

ttle, '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, linc 55, second col.
English Monsieur, p. 36, 38, 39.

Smi. Who is she?
Ibid, line 49

Bayes. The sister of Drawcansir; a lady that

was drowned at sea, and had a wave to her "Fair madam, give me leave to ask her name.”

winding-sheet." And what is this maid's namnc?

40.

On seas I bore her, and on seas I died;
Ibid, line 60.

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 Granadı, part

II.
I bring the morning pictur'd in a cloud.
Siege of Rhodes, part I.

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Buyes. Since death my earthly part will thus .

remove, “ Ama. How ! Prince Volscius in love! ha,

I'll come a humble-bee to

your

chaste love : ha, ha"

With silent wings I'll follow you, dear cous,
Mr Comely in love!-English Monsicur, p. 49. Or else before you in the sun-beams buiz;

And when to melancholy groves you come,
Ibid, line 20.

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 become

Ibid, p.

P: 113,

p. 10.

Alman. I would not now, if thou wouldst beg

me, stay ; But I will take my Almahide away.

Conquest of Granada, p. 32. Page 230, line 54, first col. K. Ush. Though, brother, this grum stranger

be a clown, He'll leave us, sure, a little to gulp down. Draw. Whoe'er to gulp one drop of this dares

think, I'll stare away his very power to drink.”

In ridicule of this. Alman. Thou dar’st not marry her while I'm

in sight : With a bent brow thy priest and thee I'll fright; And, in that scene which all thy hopes and wishes

should content, The thoughts of me shall make thee impotent.

Ibid, p. 5v Ibid, line 62. Draw. I drink, I huff, I strut, look big, and

stare; And all this I can do, because I dare." Spite of myself, I'll stay, fight, love, despair ; And all this I can do, because I dare.

Granada, part II. p. 89• Page 231, line 2, second col. “ Gods would themselves ungod themselves, to

At night, into your bosom I will creep,
And buz but softly if you chance to sleep ;
Yet in your dreams I will pass sweeping by,
And then both hum and buz before your eye.”

In ridicule of this.

-My earthly part, Which is my tyrant's right, death will remove ; rll come all soul and spirit to your love: With silent steps I'll follow you all day, Or else before you in the sun-beams play: I'll lead you hence to melancholy groves, And there repeat the scenes of our past loves : At night, I will within your curtains peep, With empty arms embrace you while you sleep: In gentle dreams I often will be by, And sweep along before your closing eye: All dangers from your bed I will remove, But guard it most from any future love : And when, at last, in pity, you will die, I'll watch your birth of immortality, Then, turtle-like, I'll to my mate repair, And teach you your first flight in open air.

Tyrannic Love, p. 25. Page 230, line 7, first col. Pal. Lo, from this conquering lance Does flow the purest wine of France : And, to appease your hunger, I Have in my helmet brought a pye: Lastly, to bear a part with these, Behold a buckler made of cheese."

See the scene in The Villain, p. 47–53, where the host furnishes his guests with a collation out of his clothes, a capon from his helmet, a tansey out of the lining of his cap, cream out of his scabbard, &c.

Ibid, line 24. “K. Phy. What man is this that dares disturb

our feast? Draw. He that dares drink, and for that drink

dares die,
And, knowing this, dares yet drink on, am I.”

In ridicule of this.
Almah. Who dares to interrupt my private

walk?
Alman. He who dares love, and for that love

must die, And, knowing this, dares yet love on, am I.

Granada, part II. p. 114, 115.

Ibid, line 34. “ Bayes. Now, there are some critics that have advised me to put out the second dure, and print must in the place on't; but, 'egad, I think 'tis better thus, a great deal.” It was at first dares die.

Ibid, line 46. Draw. You shall not know how long I here

will stay ; But you shall know I'll take your bowls away.”

see.”

In ridicule of this. Mux. Thou liest : there's not a god inhabits

there, But for this Christian would all heaven forswear; Ev'n Jove would try new shapes her love to win, And in new birds and unknown beasts would sin, At least if Jove could love like Maximin.

Tyrannic Love, p. 17.

Ibid, line 4. Pret. Durst any of the gods be so uncivil, I'd make that god subscribe himself a devil.” Some god, now, if he dare relate what passed, Say but he's dead, that god shall mortal be.

Ibid, p. 7. Provoke my rage no farther, lest I be Revenged at once upon the gods and thec.

Ibid, p. 8. What had the gods to do with me or mine?

Ibid, p. 57. Ibid, line 26. “ He is too proud a man to creep servilely after sense, I assure you." Poets, like lovers, should be bold, and dare; They spoil their business with an over care: And he who servilely creeps after sense, Is safe, but ne'er can reach to excellence.

Prologue to Tyrannic Lore.

far,

ACT V.

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 Page 232, line 20, first col.

We slide on the back of a new-falling star. « 1st 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 siglit, 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-
In an olio of hate.

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

in a cloud, Like soldiers, to storm a whole half-moon pye. And a trumpeter-hornet to battle sounds loud. ist 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,
We'll firk in our shell,

That, silent and swift, that little soft god
And farewell.

Is here with a wish, and gone with a nod. 1st King. But the ladies have all inclination to

Tyrannic Lode, 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 hear

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. Th' 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, Ist King. So firmly resolved is a true Brentford For the event of war no mortal knows: king

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-blowse That, ere a full pot of good ale you can swallow, He's bere, 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; Neker. 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.

won.

Point all the cannon, and play fast;
Page 233, line 59, first col.

Their fury is too hot to last :
The description of the scene of generals, &c. That rampier shakes ; they flee into the town.

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

Page 234, line 10, second col. tragedies or comedies.

Orb. Who calls Terra Firma, pray?

Luna. Luna, that ne'er shines by day.
Ibid, line 41.

Orb. What means Luna in a veil ?
Arm, arm, Gonsalvo, arm.”

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.
Ibid, line 45.

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.
Solym. Pyrrhus, draw down our army wide,
Then, from the gross, two strong reserves divide, on Mount Vesuvio, on Mount Vesuvio."

Luna. To-morrow, soon, ere it be noon,
And spread the wings,
As if we were to fight,

The burning Mount Vesuvio.

Ibid, p. 81.
In the lost Rhodians' sight,
With all the western kings.

Jbid, line 29.
Each with janizaries line :

Luna. And I will drink nothing but Lippary The right and left to Haly's sons assign,

wine.” The gross to Zangiban;

Drink, drink wine, Lippary wine. Ibid, p. 81.
The main artillery

Page 235, line 8, first col.
To Mustapha shall be:
Bring thou the rear ; we lead the van. “ Come, I'll shew

you how they shall go off

Rise, rise, sirs, and go about your businessIbid, line 46.

There's go off for you now.” “ Licut.-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 :
That squadron, and repulse the horse. Hold! are you mad, you damn'd, confounded
Play-hou se to be Let, p. 72. dog?

I am to rise and speak the epilogue.
Page 234, line 1, first col.

Tyrannic Lore. I “ Lieut.-Gen. Give fire, give fire, at once give

fire, And let those recreant troops perceive mine ire.

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SCENE I-HARCOURT's Lodgings. possession of what I must despair now ever to HARCOURT and BELVILLE discovered sitting.

obtain-Heigho!

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

ance.

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