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A Select Collection of Old English Plays.by Robert Dodsley.INTRODUCTION.THOMAS RAWLINS, author of "The Rebellion," was a medallist by profession, and afterwards became an engraver of the Mint, a vocation which, in his preface, he prefers to the threadba
- 949 PHIL. I do, Fernando, yet am I no traitor.MEN. Fernando, I am wrong'd; by Peter's chair, Mendoza vows revenge. I'll lay aside My cardinal's hat, and in a wall of steel, The glorious livery of a soldier, Fight for my late-lost honour.KING. Cardinal!MEN
- 948 ELE. I'll tie no golden feathers to my wings.ALV. Shall they thus tread thee down, which once were glad To lacquey by thy conquering chariot-wheels?ELE. I care not: I can swallow more sour wrongs.ALV. If they triumph o'er thee, they'll spurn me down.EL
- 947 _Enter_ PHILIP _hastily_.PHIL. I know he is not dead; I know proud death Durst not behold such sacred majesty.Why stand you thus distracted? Mother, brother, My Lord Mendoza, where's my royal father?QUEEN-M. Here lies the temple of his royal soul.FER. He
- 946 ELE. Hah!ALV. Was not the queen here with you?ELE. Queen with me!Because, my lord, I'm married to your daughter, You, like your daughter, will grow jealous: The queen with me! with me a Moor, a devil, A slave of Barbary, a dog--for so Your silken courtie
- 945 ELE. Ugly as h.e.l.l.QUEEN-M. Thou lov'dst me once.ELE. That can thy b.a.s.t.a.r.ds tell.QUEEN-M. What is my sin? I will amend the same.ELE. Hence, strumpet! use of sin makes thee past shame. QUEEN-M. Strumpet!ELE. Ay, strumpet.QUEEN-M. Too true 'tis, w
- 944 PHILIP, _Prince of Spain_, } ALVERO, _a n.o.bleman, and father-in-law to Eleazar, and father to Hortenzo and Maria_.MENDOZA, _the cardinal_.CHRISTOFERO, } } _two n.o.blemen of Spain_.RODERIGO, } HORTENZO, _lover to Isabella, and son to Alvero_.ZARACK, } }
- 943 KING. Antonio was thy son; I sent for thee For to confirm it, but he is dead: Be merciful, and do not curse the hand That gave it him, though it deserve it.AUR. O my griefs, are you not strong enough To break my heart? Pray, tell me--tell me true Can it b
- 942 AUR. Alas! my lord is wounded.RAY. Come hither, Frenchman, make a dying man Bound to thy love; go to Philippa, Sickly as she is, bring her unto me; Or my flying soul will not depart in peace else: Prythee, make haste: yet stay, I have not breath To pay th
- 941 _Enter the_ KING, ANTONIO, OLD TAILOR, EVADNE, AURELIA, _above_. MACHIAVEL, RAYMOND, PHILIPPA, AURISTELLA, GIOVANNO, _the Colonels with a Guard below_.MACH. Pray, take your seats.RAY. [_To_ PHILIPPA.] Not well? prythee, retire.PHIL. Sick, sick at heart.AU
- 940 [_Exit._ 1ST TAI. Now, my masters, are we to do; d'ye mark me? do-- 3D TAI.[43] Do! what do?--Act, act, you fool you: do, said you, what do? you a player, you a plasterer, a mere dirt-dauber, and not worthy to be mentioned with Vermin, that exact actor:
- 939 Shall I still long, yet lose my longing still?Is there no art to mount the lofty seat?No engine that may make us ever great?Must we be still styl'd subjects, and for fear Our closest whispers reach the awing ear, Not trust the wind?RAY. Be calm, my love;
- 938 MACH. The crown's enjoyment can yield no content Without the presence of my Auristella.ANT. Crown's enjoyment!O villain!MACH. Why stir you not? fetch me some skilful man, My kingdom shall reward him; if his art Chain her departing soul unto her flesh Bu
- 937 With what a speed she flew into his arms!EVAD. Some power, that hearkens to the prayer of virgins, Has been distill'd to pity at my fortunes, And made Evadne happy.AUR. Now my longing, That was grown big, is with your sight delivered Of a joy that will b
- 936 AUR. Good father, let Aurelia, your daughter, Do this same act of justice; let me tread The pin:[33] the fact of his being so foul, so hateful, Has lent me, though a maid, such fort.i.tude.PET. Thou hast thy wish, do't boldly; 'tis a deed That, in the i
- 935 CAPT. No more, I say, it is a parcel of excellent mutton: I'll cut it up myself. Come, minion.[_Exit_ TROTTER. _The Captain takes his dagger and winds it about her hair, and sticks it in the ground. Thunder and lightning._ EVAD. Kill me! O, kill me! Rath
- 934 PHIL. O, 'tis an age, I'd rather have it said, Philippa than a prisoner were dead.[_Exit._ _Enter a Criminal Judge and Officers, with_ ANTONIO; PETRUCHIO _and_ AURELIA _meet him, with Servants_.JUD. Captain Petruchio, take this condemn'd man Into your
- 933 MACH. It is not ripe, my love.The king, I hear, applauds my justice; Wherefore I've sent order that Count Antonio, Once being taken, be sent to Filford Mill; There ground to death.AUR. What for his sister?MACH. Thy envy: she I have banish'd; And her goo
- 932 ACT III., SCENE 1._Enter_ MACHIAVEL, FULGENTIO, PANDOLPHO, ALERZO, GIOVANNO, _with_ RAYMOND _prisoner, and the rest of the_ TAILORS.ALL THE TAI. A tailor, a tailor, a tailor!GIO. Raymond, y' are now my prisoner: Blind chance has favour'd, where your tho
- 931 SOL. The bold Spaniards, setting aside all cold acknowledgment of any odds, or notice of the number our army is made proud with, sends from their walls more lightning than great Jove affrights the trembling world with, when the air is turn'd to mutiny.RA
- 930 For my Evadne's sake, something I'll do Shall save his life.[_Exit._ MACH. To prison with him!ANT. Farewell, Evadne, as thou lovest the peace Of our dead ancestors, cease to love So loath'd a thing; a tailor!Why, 'tis the scorn of all; therefore be ru
- 929 [_Exit_ ANTONIO.MACH. I'm wounded; else, coward Antonio, Thou shouldst not fly from my revengeful arm: But may my curses fall upon thy head, Heavy as thunder! may'st thou die Burthen'd with ulcerous sins, whose very weight May sink thee down to h.e.l.l
- 928 GOV. Speak, Antonio, your counsel.ANT. Nothing.GOV. How?ANT. So; And could my wish obtain a sudden grant From yon tribunal, I would crave my senses Might be all steeped in Lethe, to forget What Machiavel has spoken.MACH. Ha! it takes unto my wish. [_Aside
- 927 VER. How, master, to the wars?O. TAI. Ay, to the wars, Vermin; what say'st thou to that?VER. Nothing, but that I had rather stay at home: O, the good penny-bread at breakfasts that I shall lose! Master, good master, let me alone to live with honest John,
- 926 GIO. 'Tis so, I'll further; I love her, madam, With as rich a flame as anchorites Do saints they offer prayers unto.I hug her memory as I would embrace The breath of Jove when it p.r.o.nounced me Happy, or prophet that should speak my After-life great,
- 925 EVAD. I wonder why he makes gowns so imperfect; They need so many says.NUR. Truly, in sooth, and in good deed, la, madam, The stripling is in love: deep, deep in love.EVAD. Ha!Does his soul shoot with an equal dart From the commanding bow of love's great
- 924 SCENE--_Seville._ THE REBELLION.ACT I., SCENE 1._Enter severally_, ALERZO, FULGENTIO, _and_ PANDOLPHO.ALER. Colonel? FUL. Signor Alerzo?ALER. Here.PAN. Signors, well-met: The lazy morn has scarcely trimm'd herself To entertain the sun; she still retains
- 923 A Select Collection of Old English Plays.VOL 14.by Robert Dodsley.THE REBELLION._EDITION._ _The Rebellion; a Tragedy: As it was acted nine dayes together, and divers times since, with good applause, by his Majesties Company of Revells. Written by Thomas
- 922 FINISH.……
- 921 POL. Lord Euphues and Philocles, forgive me.To make amends I know 's impossible, For what my malice wrought; but I would fain Do somewhat that might testify my grief And true repentance.EUG. That is that I look'd for. [_Aside._]EUPH. Y' are kind too la
- 920 Farewell, my dearest love; live thou still happy; And may some one of more desert than I Be bless'd in the enjoying what I lose!I need not wish him happiness that has thee, For thou wilt bring it; may he prove as good As thou art worthy.LEU. Dearest Phil
- 919 LUCE. Do not reject me, father.FRANC. But for the fault that she must answer for, or shame she should endure in court, behold her yet an untouched virgin. Cus.h.i.+on, come forth; here, Signior Shallow, take your child unto you, make much of it, it may pr
- 918 ACT V._Enter_ FRANKLIN, SHALLOW, LUCE, FRANCISCO _in a parson's habit, and a true_ PARSON _otherwise attired_.FRANK. I'll take your counsel, sir, I'll not be seen in't, But meet you when 'tis done: you'll marry them?FRAN. Fear not that, sir; I'll d
- 917 _Enter_ CONSTABLE _and_ WATCH.[435]CON. Come, fellow-watchmen, for now you are my fellows.1ST WATCH. It pleases you to call us so, master constable.CON. I do it to encourage you in your office--it is a trick that we commanders have: your great captains ca
- 916 POL. Now we have our ends. [_Exeunt._ KING. Is there no means to save him, no way To get a dispensation for an oath?None that I know, except the court of Rome Will grant one: that's well thought on; I will not spare for gold, and that will do it.Nicanor!
- 915 KING. I'll further hear the manner of this fact.Avoid the presence--all but the lady; And come not, till I send.POL. I like not this. [_Aside._]VIR. Nor I; here is mad dancing.EUPH. Heaven bless thy suit, thou mirror of thy s.e.x, And best example of tru
- 914 ALPH. Well, I'll go to him presently. [_Exit_ ALPHONSO.FRANC. Now, my dear Luce, I shall find means to 'quite Thy love, that couldst descend so low as I, When I was nothing, and with such affection.This was my suit still to the powers above, To make me
- 913 POL. Come, have you done? Officers, away with him.[_Exit_ PHILOCLES.I'll be your keeper, but I'll look better to you.But, Roscio, you and I must about the business: Sir, let it be your charge to watch my daughter, And see she send no message any whither
- 912 EUG. Very poor.VIR. Would you not gladly take a course to get money, and a great sum of money?EUG. Yes, gladly, if your lords.h.i.+p would but show me the way.VIR. Hark ye.[431]EUG. O, my lord, conscience! VIR. Fie! never talk of conscience; and for law,
- 911 I tell thee, sweet, a face not half so fair As thine hath arm'd whole nations in the field, And brought a thousand s.h.i.+ps to Tenedos, To sack lamented Troy; and should I fear To venture one poor life, and such a life As would be lost in not possessing
- 910 ACT III._Enter_ POLYMETES, ROSCIO, EUGENIO, _and_ PSECTAS.POL. I cannot credit it, nor think that she, Of all the n.o.ble youth of Sicily, Should make so strange a choice; that none but he, None but the son of my vow'd enemy, Must be her mate: it strikes
- 909 FRANC. How comes this fool possess'd? he never touch'd her, I dare swear.FRANK. No more, Francisco, as you will answer it.Parson, set forward there.FRANC. Stay.If this will not suffice, Sumner, come forth. FRANK. A sumner! we are all betray'd._Enter_ S
- 908 POL. Admit him. Now, friend, your business with me.SER. If you be the Lord Polymetes.POL. The same.EUG. My lord, I come from Athens with such news As I daresay is welcome, though unlook'd for; Your son Eugenio lives, whom you so long Thought dead, and mo
- 907 PSEC. He would not please his tailor and his barber; For they got more for your sake by their lord Than they have got this twenty years before.LEU. Ah, Psectas, Psectas! can my father think That I can love Count Virro? one so old-- That were enough to mak
- 906 FRANK. This is closed up beyond our wishes. [_Exeunt._ _Manet_ LUCE.LUCE. I am undone, unless thy wit, Francisco, Can find some means to free me from this fool, Who would have thought the sot could be so gross To take upon him what he never did, To his ow
- 905 LUCE. I dare not, sir.FRANK. Do it, I say, and he shall father it.LUCE. He knows he never touched me, sir.FRANK. That's all one; lay it to him, we'll out-face him 'tis his: but hark! he is coming, I hear the music. Swear thou wilt do thy best to make h
- 904 PHIL. Heyday!What, in love, Clerimont? I lay my life 'tis so; Thou couldst not praise her with such pa.s.sion else.CLER. I know not; I slept well enough last night: But if thou saw'st her once, I would not give A farthing for thy life; I tell thee, Phil
- 903 ROS. Yes, my lord, With every circ.u.mstance: the time, the place, And manner of his death; that 'tis believed, And told for news with as much confidence, As if 'twere writ in Gallo-belgicus.[415]POL. That's well, that's very well: now, Roscio, Follow
- 902 [406] Life, edit. 1759, p. 35.][407] Some writers suppose he was disgusted that Sir William Davenant was appointed to succeed Ben Jonson as poet laureate, in the year 1637.][408] He was appointed to the post of Historiographer by the Parliament.][409] Thi
- 901 FOOTNOTES: [394] [Old copy, _him_.][395] Verstegan, in his "Rest.i.tution of Decayed Intelligence," 1634, p. 126, gives the following account of the origin of this term: "As this Lady (_i.e._, Rowena) was very beautiful, so was she of a very comely dep
- 900 _Enter_ YOUNG LORD WEALTHY, HOG, _and_ PETER.Y. LORD W. Room for a desirer of justice! what, my sister Maria! who thought to have met you here.MARIA. You may see, brother, unlooked-for guests prove often troublesome.Y. LORD W. Well, but is your husband th
- 899 done, indeed.Y. LORD W. Yet I believe Haddit had his part, for, to my thinking, the cellar went round with him when he left us. But are we come to a bed yet? I must needs sleep.P. SER. Come softly by any means, for we are now upon the threshold of my mast
- 898 [390] These four lines, which decidedly belong to Maria, in the old copy are a.s.signed to Albert, and form a part of what he says before.--_Collier._ [391: The idea of these answers from an echo seems to have been taken from Lord Stirling's "Aurora,"
- 897 CAR. To blow it out? troth, I most kindly thank you, Here's friends.h.i.+p to the life. But, Father Wheybeard, Why should you think me void of reason's fire, My youthful days being in the height of knowledge?I must confess your old years gain experience
- 896 This is far distant from the paths of men: Nothing breathes here but wild and ravening beasts, With airy monsters, whose shadowing wings do seem To cast a veil of death on wicked livers;[388]Which I live dreadless of, and every hour Strive to meet death,
- 895 LIGHT. Well, thou hast got one deserves the bringing home with trumpets, and falls to thee as miraculously as the 1000 did to the tailor. Thank your good fortune. But must Hog's man be made drunk?HAD. By all means; and thus it shall be effected: when he
- 894 SER. Indeed, sir, he is at this time not in health, and may not be disturbed.Y. LORD W. Sir, if he were in the pangs of childbed, I'd speak with him._Enter_ CARRACUS.CAR. Upon what cause, gay man?Y. LORD W. 'Sfoot, I think he be disturbed indeed; he spe
- 893 MARIA. 'Tis one you lost, love, when I did bestow A jewel of far greater worth on you.CAR. At what time, fairest?MARIA. As if you knew not! why d'ye make't so strange?CAR. You are dispos'd to riddle; pray, let's see't.I partly know it: where was't
- 892 _Enter_ ALBERT, _solus_.Conscience, thou horror unto wicked men, When wilt thou cease thy all-afflicting wrath,[381]And set my soul free from the labyrinth Of thy tormenting terror? O, but it fits not!Should I desire redress, or wish for comfort, That hav
- 891 Y. LORD W. Never to marry! Peter, I pray bear witness of her words that, when I have attained her, it may add to my fame and conquest.REB. Yes, indeed, an't like your lords.h.i.+p.Y. LORD W. Nay, ye must think, Beck, I know how to woo; ye shall find no b
- 890 --"Apius and Virginia," 1575, sig. E 2. These lines are spoken by Haphazard, the Vice, and are used as if the expression were proverbial.[371] Shrove-Tuesday was a holiday for apprentices and working people, as appears by several contemporary writers. S
- 889 ALB. 'Tis wronged Carracus by Albert's baseness: I have no power now to reveal myself.CAR. The horses stand at the appointed place, And night's dark coverture makes firm our safety.My friend is surely fall'n into a slumber On some bank hereabouts; I w
- 888 ATLAS. But being now you do, I fear you must go without it.HAD. If I do, Atlas, be it so: I'll e'en go write this rhyme over my bed's head-- _Undone by folly; fortune, lend me more.Canst thou, and wilt not? pox on such a wh.o.r.e!_ and so I'll set up
- 887 HAD. Thanks, good coz, the means shall not be great, only that I may first be clad in a generous outside, for that is the chief attraction that draws female affection. Good parts, without habiliments of gallantry, are no more set by in these times than a
- 886 Our long-time-rumour'd Hog, so often cross'd By unexpected accidents, and toss'd From one house to another: still deceiving Many men's expectations, and bequeathing To some lost labour: is at length got loose, Leaving his servile yoke-stick to the goo
- 885 [350] St Paul's, at this time, was constantly open, and the resort equally of the busy and the idle. A contemporary writer thus describes _Paul's Walke:_ It "is the land's epitome, or you may call it the lesser ile of Great Brittaine. It is more than
- 884 TRIN. What ails you, sir? what ails you?PAN. I am undone! I have lost my love, my plate, My whole estate, and with the rest myself.TRIN. Lose not your patience too. Leave this lamenting, And lay the town; you may recover it.PAN. 'Tis to small purpose. In
- 883 TRIN. Welcome, old trusty Trincalo; good farmer, welcome! Give me thy hand; we must not part hereafter. Fie, what a trouble 'tis to be out of a man's self! If gentlemen have no pleasure but what I felt to-day, a team of horses shall not drag me out of m
- 882 PAN. 'Tis o' th' further side All expectation.ANT. Was't not right, and spoken Like old Antonio?PAN.[353] 'Tis most admirable!Were't he himself that spoke, he could not better't.And for thy sake I wish Antonio's shape May ever be thy house, and's
- 881 FUR. Search your nativity; see if the Fortunates And Luminaries be in a good aspect, And thank us for thy life. Had we done well, We had cut thy throat ere this.ALB. Alb.u.mazar, Trust not these rogues: hence, and revenge.RON. Fellows, away; here's compa
- 880 [337] _i.e._, Three. A metaphor taken from the game at cards called _Gleek_, where a _gleek_ of knaves is three.--_Pegge._ [338] It is observed by Mr Steevens, that "it was formerly the fas.h.i.+on to kiss the eyes, as a mark of extraordinary tenderness.
- 879 SCENE XII.LELIO, CRICCA.LEL. In, Armellina; lock up Trincalo.ARM. I will, sir. [_Exit._ LEL. Cricca, for this thy counsel, if't succeed, Fear not thy master's anger: I'll prefer thee, And count thee as my genius or good fortune. CRI. It cannot choose b
- 878 SCENE XI.ARMELLINA, TRINCALO.ARM. Signior Antonio!My long-expected master!TRIN. O Armellina! Come, let me kiss thy brow[338] like my own daughter.ARM. Sir, 'tis too great a favour. I kiss your foot.What, fall'n? alas! how feeble you are grown With your
- 877 TRIN. Thou'rt much deceiv'd: thou neither see'st nor know'st me.I am transform'd, transform'd.CRI. Th' art still thyself.Lelio, this farmer's half a fool, half knave; And as Pandolfo did with much entreaty Persuade him to transform, so, as much la
- 876 TRIN. He calls me gentleman: See th' virtue of good clothes! All men salute, Honour, respect, and reverence us.ANT. Young gentleman, Let me without offence entreat your name, And why you knock?TRIN. How, sirrah saucebox, my name!Or thou some stranger art
- 875 FLA. Mark! his fair daughter Flavia, ha, ha, ha!Most shameless villain, how he counterfeits!ANT. Know'st not thy father, old Antonio?Is all the world grown frantic?FLA. What, Antonio? ANT. Thy loving father, Flavia.FLA. My father!Would thou wert in his p
- 874 ANT. By all the oaths that bind men's consciences To truth, I am Antonio, and no other.SCENE III._Enter_ PANDOLFO.PAN. What means this noise? O Cricca! what's the matter?CRI. Sir, here's your farmer Trincalo, transform'd So just, as he were melted, an
- 873 "The bird of Jove, _stoop'd_ from his aery tour, Two birds of gayest plume before him drove."[321] _i.e._, Two footmen in _garded_ or _laced_ liveries. So in "The Merchant of Venice," act ii. sc. 2-- "Give him a livery More _garded_ than his fellows
- 872 BEV. Fetch't out yourself.TRIN. Pox of all trans.m.u.tation, I am smother'd.Lady, as you love me, give the hogshead vent, The beer that's in't will work and break the vessel.BEV. Signior Antonio, as you love your life, Lie still and close, for, if you
- 871 BEV. Will't please you Enter, and rest yourself, refresh the weariness Of your hard travel; I have good wine and fruits: My husband's out of town; you shall command My house, and all that's in't.TRIN. Why, are you married?BEV. Have you forgot my husba
- 870 RON. My dear Antonio, Never so well as now I have the power Thus to embrace my friend, whom all th' Exchange Gave drown'd for three whole months. My dear Antonio!TRIN. I thank you, sir.RON. I thank you.TRIN. While my dear Ronca Clipp'd me,[322] my purs
- 869 RON. Just aesop's crow, trink'd up in borrow'd feathers.TRIN. My veins are fill'd with newness: O, for a chirurgeon To ope this arm, and view my gentle blood, To try if't run two thousand pounds a year.I feel my understanding is enlarg'd With the ra
- 868 PAN. I can cry no longer, My throat's sore; I am robb'd, I am robb'd, all's gone, Both my own treasure, and the things I borrow'd.Make thou an outcry, I have lost my voice: Cry fire, and then they'll hear thee.CRI. Good, good: thieves!What have you
- 867 [309] Latham calls it _bat_, and explains it to be "when a hawke fluttereth with her wings, either from the pearch, or the man's fist, striving, as it were, to flie away or get libertie."ACT III, SCENE 1.PANDOLFO, CRICCA.PAN. While the astrologer hews
- 866 [275] When the king visited the different parts of the country.When the court made those excursions, which were called Progresses, to the seats of the n.o.bility and gentry, waggons and other carriages were impressed for the purpose of conveying the king
- 865 LEL. But were't not better, Cricca, Keep him fast lock'd, till his own shape return; And so by open course of law correct him.CRI. No. For my master would conceive that counsel Sprung from my brains, and so should I repent it.Advise no more, but home, a
- 864 TRIN. Gone newly home to choose a chamber fitting For trans.m.u.tation. So: now my heart's at ease.CRI. I fear the skill and cunning of Alb.u.mazar With his black art, by whom Pandolfo seeks To compa.s.s Flavia, spite of her brother Lelio And his own son
- 863 RON. So: there's s.h.i.+rts And bands[287] to furnish all on's for a twelvemonth.ALB. An altar in the midst, loaded with plate Of silver basins, ewers, cups, [and] candlesticks, Flagons and beakers; salts, chargers, casting-bottles.[288]'Twere not amis
- 862 TRIN. T' Antonio's form! Was not Antonio a gentleman?PAN. Yes, and my neighbour; that's his house.TRIN. O, O!Now do I smell th' astrologer's trick: he'll steep me In soldier's blood, or boil me in a caldron Of barbarous law French; or anoint me ove
- 861 [270] An Arabic word, written variously by various authors, and signifies a circle drawn parallel to the horizon. It is generally used in the plural, and means a series of parallel circles, drawn through the several degrees of the meridian.--_Johnson's D
- 860 [234] [Edits., _profit_.][235] Edits., _smoothest_. The versification of this play in general is regular and without hemistiches, were the measure properly attended to.[236] [Steevens's emendation. Edits, have-- "My life h'as learnt out all, I know't
- 859 ALB. 'Tis a hard thing; for _de privatione ad habitum non datur regressus_.O, what a business, what a masterpiece 'Tis to raise up his ghost whose body's eaten By fis.h.!.+ This work desires a planetary intelligence Of Jupiter and Sol; and these great
- 858 ALB. And, since the lamp of heaven is newly enter'd To Cancer, old Antonio is stark dead, Drown'd in the sea, stone dead; for _radius directorius_ In the sixth house, and the waning moon by Capricorn; He's dead, he's dead.CRI. 'Tis an ill time to mar
- 857 CRI. At what?PAN. At this rare perspicil and autocousticon: For with these two I'll hear and see all secrets; Undo intelligencers. Pray, let my man see What's done in Rome; his eyes are just as yours are.RON. Pandolfo, are you mad? be wise and secret; S
- 856 RON. Sir, 'tis a perspicil,[246] the best under heaven: With this I'll read a leaf of that small Iliad That in a walnut-sh.e.l.l was desk'd, as plainly Twelve long miles off, as you see Paul's from Highgate.PAN. Wonderful workman of so rare an instrum
- 855 ALB. Furbo, this is no place Fit to consider curious points of business: Come, let's away, I'll hear't at large above.Ronca, stay you below, and entertain him With a loud noise, of my deep skill in art; Thou know'st my rosy[239] modesty cannot do it.H
- 854 RONCA, } HARPAX, } _thieves_.FURBO, } PANDOLFO, _an old gentleman_.CRICCA, _his servant_.TRINCALO, _Pandolfo's farmer_.ARMELLINA, _Antonio's Maid_. LELIO, _Antonio's son_.EUGENIO, _Pandolfo's son_.FLAVIA, _Antonio's daughter_.SULPITIA, _Pandolfo's d
- 853 --_Steevens._ [217] "Is this the origin of epilogues by the characters?"--_MS. note in former edit._ [218] "This is a very lively and pleasant comedy; crude and careless, but full of life, humour, &c."--_MS. note in former edit._ ALb.u.mAZAR._EDITIONS
- 852 "Gallants, men and women, And of all sorts tag rag, been seen to flock here In threaves these ten weeks as to a _second Hogsden_ In days of _Pimlico_ and Eye-bright."--[Gifford's edit., 1816, v. 164.]Pimlico, near Westminster, was formerly resorted to
- 851 [158] The story here alluded to (for the notice of which I am obliged to the kindness of Mr Steevens) is to be found in Stubbes's "Anatomie of Abuses," 1595, p. 43. The reader will excuse the length of the quotation. "But amongst many other fearful ex
- 850 STAINES. Yes, sir.BUB. O intolerable rascal! I will presently be made a justice of peace, and have thee whipped. Go, fetch a constable.STAINES. Come, y' are a flouris.h.i.+ng a.s.s: serjeant, take him to thee, he has had a long time of his pageantry.SIR