E. Ant. Go, get thee gone, fetch me an iron crow. Bal. Have patience, fir: oh, let it not be fo. Herein you war against your reputation, And draw within the compafs of fufpect The unviolated honour of your wife. Once, this ;-Your long experience of her wisdom, Plead on her part fome caufe to you unknown; And let us to the Tyger all to dinner : 7 This cuftom Tyndarus in the Captives mentions, and fays, that for his part he had -tantum upupam. Upupa fignifies both a lapwing and a mattock or fome inftrument of the fame kind, employed to dig ftones from the quarries. 6 STEEVENS. -the doors are made against you] Thus the old edition. The modern editors read, --the doors are barr'd against you. To make the door, is the expreffion ufed to this day in fome coun. ties of England, instead of, to bar the door. STEEVENS. 7 Suppofed by the common rout.] For Suppose I once thought it might be more commodious to fubftitute Supported; but there is no need of change: Supposed is founded on fuppofition, made by conjecture. JOHNSON. VOL. II. N For For flander lives upon fucceffion;' E. Ant. You have prevail'd; I will depart in quiet, For there's the houfe: that chain will I bestow, hence. E. Ant. Do fo; This jeft fhall coft me fome ex[Exeunt. pence. For flander lives upon fucceffion.] The line apparently wants two fyllables: what they were, cannot now be known. The line may be filled up according to the reader's fancy, as thus: For lafting finder lives upon fucceffion. JOHNSON. On confulting the folio, 1 found the fecond line had been lengthened out by the modern editors, who read; For ever hous'd where it once gets poff ffion. I have therefore restored it to its former measure. STEEVENS. 9 And, in defpight of mirth,-] Mr. Theobald does not know what to make of this; and, therefore, has put wrath instead of mirth into the text, in which he is followed by the Oxford editor. But the old reading is right; and the meaning is, I will be merry, even out of fpite to mirth, which is, now, of all things, the most unpleafing to me. WARBURTON. SCENE SCENE II. The boufe of Antipholis of Ephefus. Enter Luciana with Antipholis of Syracufe. Luc. And may it be that you have quite forgot". A hufband's office? fhall, Antipholis, hate, Even in the spring of love, thy love-fprings rot? Shall love, in building, grow fo ruinate? If you did wed my fifter for her wealth, Then for her wealth's fake ufe her with more kindnefs : Or, if you like elsewhere, do it by stealth; Muffle your falfe love with fome fhew of blindness: Let not my fifter read it in your eye; Be not thy tongue thy own fhame's orator; Look fweet, speak fair, become disloyalty : Apparel vice, like virtue's harbinger: Bear a fair prefence, though your heart be tainted; Teach fin the carriage of a holy faint; -that you have quite forgot.] In former copies, And it be, that you barve quite forgot Ev'n in the spring of love, thy love-springs rot? This paffage has hitherto labour'd under a double corruption. What conceit could our editors have of love in buildings growing ruinate? Our poet meant no more than this: Shall thy love-springs rot, even in the spring of love? and fhall thy love grow ruinous, ev'n while 'tis but building up? The next corruption is by an accident at prefs, as I take it; this fcene for fifty-two lines fucceffively is ftrictly in alternate rhimes, and this measure is never broken, but in the fecond, and fourth lines of thefe two couplets. 'Tis certain, I think, a monofyllable dropt from the tail of the fecond verfe and I have ventured to fupply it by, I hope, a probable conjecture. THEOBALD. Be fecret false; What need fhe be acquainted? Being compact of credit, that you love us; Comfort my fifter, chear her, call her wife: 'Tis holy fport to be a little vain, 3 When the fweet breath of flattery conquers ftrife. 8. Ant. Sweet miftrefs, (what your name is elfe, I know not, Nor by what wonder you do hit on mine :) Lefs, in your knowledge, and your grace, you how not, Than our earth's wonder; more than earth, divine. Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak; Lay open to my earthy grofs conceit, Smother'd in errors, feeble, fhallow, weak, The folded meaning of your words' deceit. Against my foul's pure truth why labour you, To make it wander in an unknown field? Are you a God? would you create me new? Transform me then, and to your power I'll yield. But if that I am I, then, well I know, Your weeping fifter is no wife of mine; Alas, poor women! make us not believe, &c.] From the whole tenour of the context it is evident, that this negative (not,) got place in the first copies instead of but. And these two monofylĴables have by mistake reciprocally difpoffefs'd one another in many other paffages of our author's works. THEOBALD. 2 Being compact of credit,] means, bring made altogether of cre dulity. STEEVENS. • -vain,] is light of tongue, not veracious. JOHNSON. Nor Nor to her bed no homage do I owe; Spread o'er the filver waves thy golden hairs, And as a bed I'll take thee, and there lie; And in that glorious fuppofition think, He gains by death, that hath fuch means to die: Let love, being light, be drowned if he fink.' Luc. What, are you mad, that you do reason fo? S. Ant. Not mad, but mated; how, I do not know. Luc. It is a fault that fpringeth from your eye. S. Ant. For gazing on your beams, fair fun, being by. Luc. Gaze where you fhould, and that will clear your fight. S. Ant. As good to wink, fweet love, as look on night. Luc. Why call you me, love? call my fifter fo. S. Ant. Thy fifter's fifter. Luc. That's my fifter, S. Ant. No; It is thyfelf, mine own feif's better part; 9 -as a bed I'll take thee.] The old copy reads, 1 -as a bud. STEEVENS. -if the fink.] I know not to whom the pronoun he can be referred. I have made no fcruple to remove a letter from it. STEEVENS. Net mad, but mated,] i. e. confounded. So in Macbeth: My mind fhe bas mated, and amaz'd my fight. STEEVENS. 2 My jole earth's heaven, and my heaven's claim.] When he calls the girl his only beaven on the earth, he utters the common cant of lovers. When he calls her his heaven's claim, I cannot understand him. Perhaps he means that which he asks of heaven, JOHNSON. Luc. N 3 |