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1 Hear me, ye wrangling pirates, that fall out In sharing that which you have pillid from me ; Which of you trembles not that looks on me? If not that I being Queen, you bow like subjects; Yer that by you depos'd, you quake like rebels ? * Ah, gentle villain, do not turn away! Glo. Foul wrinkled witch, what mak'st thou in my
sight? Q. Mar. But repetition of what thou haft marr’d, That will I make, before I let thee go. A husband and a son thou ow'st to me; TTo Glo. And thou, a kingdom; (To the Queen.] all of you
allegiance ; The sorrow that I have, by Right is yours ; And all the pleasures, you usurp, are mine.
Glo. The curse my noble father laid on thee,
3 Queen. So just is God, to right the innocent.
Hasł. O, 'cwas the fouleft deed to Nay chat babe, And the most merciless, that e'er was heard of.
1 Hear me, ye wrangling pi- tender or courteous, but bigb-bors.
rates, &c.} This scene of An opposition is meant between Margaret's imprecations is fine that and villain, which means at and artful. She prepares the au once a wicked and a low-born dience, like another Cafandra, wretch. So before, for the following tragic revolu Since ev'ry Jack is made a gens tions.
WARBURTON. tleman, ? Ah, genile villain,–] We There's mary a gentle perfom should read, UXGENTLe villain. made a fack.
WARBURTON. 3 2. Mar. So just is God, &c.] The meaning of gentle is not, This line should be given to Ed. as the commentator imagines, ward IV th's Queen.
Riv. Tyrants themselves wept when it was re
Glo. Have done thy charm, thou hateful wither'd
shalt hear me,
Exceeding those that I can with upon thee, O, let them keep it till thy sins be ripe, And then hurl down their indignation On thee, thou troubler of the poor world's peace! The worm of conscience still be gnaw thy soul ! Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou liv'it, And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends : No Neep close up that deadly eye of thine, Unless it be while some tormenting dream Affrights thee with a hell of ugly devils ! Thou elvilh-markt abortive, s rooting hog Thou that waft seal'd in thy nativity 6 The slave of nature, and the son of hell! Thou Nander of thy mother's womb! Thou loathed issue of thy father's loins! ? Thou rag of honour, thou detested
rooting hog!] The But as the speaker rises in her expreflion is fine, alluding in resentment, the exprefies this memory of her young fon) to contemptuous thought much the ravage which hogs make, more openly, and condemns him with the finest flowers, in
to a still worse state of slavery: dens; and intimating that Eli Sin, Deaib, and Hell, bave fet zabeth was to expect no other their marks ufon bim. treatment for her sons. WARB. Only, in the first line, her men
She calls him hog as an appel- tion of his moral coudition in. lation more contemptuous than finuates her reflections on his debear, as he is elsewhere termed formity : and, in the latt, her from his ensigns armorial. There mention of his deformity infiis no such heap of allusion as nuates her reflections on his the commentator imagines.
moral condition : 'And thus he 6 Tbeflave of hature, -] The has taught her to scold in all the expression is itrong and noble, elegance of figure. and alludes to the antient cul 7 Thou RAG of honour, &c.] tom of masters' branding, their We Ahould certainly read, profigate flaves: by which it is Thou WRACK of honour insinuated that his mis-shapen i.e. the ruin and destruction of person was the mark that nature honour; which I fuppose was had set upon him to ftigmatize first writ rack, and then further his ill conditions. Shakespeare corrupted to rag. WARB. expresses the same thought in Rag is, in my opinion, right, I be Comedy of Errors.
and intimates that much of his .He is deformed, crooked, &c.
honour is torn away. Stigmatical in making
Q. Mar. Why so I did ; but look’d for no reply:
Glo. 'Tis done by me, and ends in Margaret.
my fortune! Why strew'st thou sugar on that ' bottled spider, Whose deadly web ensnareth thee about? Fool, fool, thou whee'st a knife to kill thyself: The day will come, that thou shalt wish for ne To help thee curse this pois’nous bunch-back'd toad.
Haft. False-boding woman, end thy frantic curse ; Left to thy harm thou move our patience. Q. Mar. Foul shame upon you! you have all mov'd
mine. Riv. Were you well serv’d, you would be taught
your duty. Q. Mar. To serve me well, you all should do me
duty, Teach me to be your Queen, and you my Subjects ; O, serve me well, and teach yourselves that duty. Dorf. Dispute not with her, she is lunatick.
Q. Mar. Peace, master Marquis, you are malapert; Your fire new stamp of honour is scarce current. O, that your young nobility could judge What 'twere to lose it, and be miserable !
& Bottled spider.) A spider is fender and a belly protuberant. called bottled, because, like o. Richard's form and venom maka ther infcits, he has a middle her liken him to a spider.
They that stand high, have many blasts to shake
And, if they fall, they dash themselves to pieces.
Glo, Ay, and much more ; but I was born so high, Our Airy buildeth in the cedar's top, And dallies with the wind, and scorns the fun.
Q. Mar. And turns the sun to shade ;-alas! alas! Witness my son, now in the shade of death ; Whofe bright out-shining beams thy cloudy wrath Hath in eternal darkness folded
up. Your Airy buildeth in our Airy's nest; O God, that seest it, do not suffer it : As it was won with blood, so be it loft !
Buck. Peace, peace for shame, if not for charity.
Q. Mar. Urge neither charity nor shame to me ;
Buck. Have done, have done.
Q. Mar. O Princely Buckingham, I'll kiss thy hand, In sign of league and amity with thee : Now fair befall thee, and thy noble House ! Thy garments are not spotted with our blood; Nor thou within the compats of my curse.
Buck. Nor no one here ; for curses never pass The lips of those that breathe them in the air.
Q. Mar. I'll not believe but they ascend the sky, And there awake God's gentle sleeping peace. O Buckingham, beware of yonder dog ; Look, when he fawns, he bites; and when he bites, His venom-tooth will rankle to the death ; Have not to do with him, beware of him, Sin, death, and hell, have set their marks upon
him; And all their minifters attend on him.