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Ben. Of love?
Ben. Alas, that love, so gentle in his view,
Rom. Alas, chat love, whose view is muffled still, Should without eyes see-path-ways' to his will! Where shall we dine? -O me!- What fray was here? Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. Here's much to do with hate, but more with love.
[Striking his breaft.
Ben. No, coz, I rather weep.
Rom. * Why, such is love's transgression.-
9-!0 his will!] Sir T. Hun- hate another is no such uncom. mer, and after him Dr. Warbur.
mon ftate, as can deserve all this lon, read, to his ill. The pre- toil of antithesis. fent reading has some obícurity; Wly such is love's transgrel the mcaning may be, that love fon.-) Such is the conlefinds out means to pursue his de. quence of unskilful and millaken fire. That the blind should find kindness. paths 10 ill is no great wonder. This line is probably muti
• Why then, O brawling love, lated, for being intended to &c.] of these lines neither the rhyme to the line foregoing, ić senle nor occasion is very evi- must have originally been comdent. He is not yet in love with plete in its measure: an enemy, and to love one and
Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs,
Rom. Tut, I have lost myself, I am not here;
Ben. s Tell me in sadness, who she is you love?
Rom. Bid a fick man in sadness make his will
Ben. I aim'd so near, when I suppos'd you lov’d.
Rom. But, in that hit, you miss; she'll not be hit
3 Being purz'd, a fire sparkling line ftands single, it is likely that
in lovers' eyes;] The authour the foregoing or following line
Being urged, a fire Sparkling. o in strong proof-) In chastity
O, she is rich in beauty; only poor
chafte? * Rom. She hath, and in that Sparing makes huge
Ben. Be rul'd by me, forget to think of her.
Ben. By giving liberty unto thine eyes ;
Rom. 'Tis the way
7 with Beauty dies ber Store.] nity, that her store, or riches, ca Mr. Theobald reads.
be destroyed by death, who fall, With her dies beauties store. by the same blow, put an end to and is followed by the two fuc- beauty. ceeding editors.
I have re
8 Rom. She hath, and in that placed the old reading, because Sparing, &c.] None of the I think it at least as plausible as following speeches of this scene the correction. She is rich, says inthe first edition of 1597. Pore. he, in beauty, and only poor in 9 100 wisely fair,] Hanmer. þeirg subject to the lot of huma- For, wisely roa fair.
Enter Capulet, Paris, and Servant.
Par. Of honourable reck’ning are you both,
Cap. But saying o'er what I have said before ;
Par. Younger than the are happy mothers made.
Cap. And too foon marr'd are those fo early made, The earth hath swallow'd all my hopes but she, * She is the hopeful lady of my earth, But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart, My will to her consent is but a part; If she agree, within her scope of choice Lies my consent, and fair according voice : This night, I hold an old-accustom'd Feast, Whereto I have invited many a guest, Such as I love, and you, among the store, One more, most welcome, makes my number more.
. At my poor house, look to behold this night Earth-treading stars that make dark heaven's light.
She is the bopeful lady of my ever called his lands his earth. I
earth:) This line not in the will venture to propose a bold first edition.
Pope. change. The lady of his earıb is an ex She is the hope and stay of my preffion not very intelligible, unJess he means that she is heir to 2 Eartb-treading fars that make his estate, and I suppose no man dark HEAVEN's light.] This
Such comfort as 3 do lusty young men feel,
[Exeunt Capulet and Paris,
nonfenle Thould be reformed as much in an assembly of beau. thus,
tes, as young men feel in the month · Earth-treading flars that make of April, is Turely to waste found dark EVEN tight.
upon a very poor sentiment. I i. e. When the evening is dark read, and without stars, thele earthly Sucb comfort as do lufy yeomen fars supply their place, and light feel. it up. So again in this play, You shall feel from the fight and Her beauty hangs upon ibe cbeek conversation of those ladies, such of night,
hopes of happiness and such Like a rich jewel in an Erling's pleasure, as the farmer receives
WARBURTON. from the spring, when the plenty But why nonsense ? Is any of the year begins, and the prosthing more commonly said, than pect of the harvelt fills him with that beauties eclipse the fun? delight. Has not Pope the thought and 4 Which on more view of many, the word ?
mine, being orie, Sol brough white curtains foot May stand in number, bo' in a timrous ray,
reck’ning none. The first of And ope'd ih je eyes that must these lines 1° do not underftand. eclipse she day.
The old folio gives no help ; che Both the old and the new read. paffige is there, W’hich one mire ing are philosophical nonfente, view. I can offer nothing bet. but they are both, and both e. ter than this: qually poetical sense.
Within your view of many, 3-do lufty young men feel,] To
nine being one, say, and to say in pom pous May/.and in number, &c. wusds, that a young man fhall fech