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And now baits me! This brat is none of mine;
Pau. It is yours;
7:52 No yellow in't; left she suspect, as he does,
1 Her children not her husband's.
Leo. A gross hag!
Ant. Hang all the husbands,
Leo. Once more, take her hence.
Pau. A most unworthy and unnatural lord Can do no more.
Leo. I'll ha’ thee burnt.
Pau. I care not;
Leo. On your allegiance,
Look to your babe, my lord, 'tis yours; Jove send her
Ant. I did not, Sir:
Lord. We can; my royal liege,
Leo. You're liars all.
Lords. 'Beseech your Highness give us better credit.
Leo. I am a feather for each wind that blows:
Ant. Any thing, my lord,
the little blood which I have left, To save the innocent; any thing possible.
Leo. It shall be possible ; swear by this sword, Thou wilt perform my bidding.
Ant. I will, my lord.
Leo. Mark and perform it; seest thou? for the fail Of any point in't shall not only be Death to thy self, but to thy lewd-tongu'd wife, Whom for this time we pardon. We enjoyn thee, As thou art liege-man to us, that thou carry This female bastard hence, and that thou bear it To some remote and defart place, quite out Of our dominions; and that there chou leave it, (Without more mercy,) to its own protection And favour of the climate. As by Itrange fortune It came to us, I do in justice charge thee, On thy soul's peril and thy body's torture, That thou commend it strangely to some place, Where Chance may nurse, or end it. Take it up.
Ant. I swear to do this: tho' a present death Had been more merciful. Come on, poor Babe; Some powerful Spirit instruct the kites and ravens To be thy nurses! Wolves and bears, they say, (Casting their favageness aside) have done Like offices of pity. Sir, be prosperous In more than this deed does require ; and Blessing, Against this Cruelty, fight on thy side! Poor thing, condemn’d to loss. [Exit, with the child.
Leo. No; I'll not rear
Enter a Messenger.
Lord. So please you, Sir, their speed Hath been beyond account.
Leo. Twenty three days They have been absent; this good fpeed føretels, The great Apollo fuddenly will have The truth of this appear. Prepare you, lords, Summon a Session, that we may arraign Our most disloyal lady; for as she hath Been publickly accus'd, so fhall the have A just and open tryal. While she lives, My heart will be a burthen to me. Leave me, And think upon my bidding [Exeunt, severalty.
A C T III.
Fertile the ifle, the temple much surpaling
Dion. (12) The Climate's delicate, the Air most sweet,
Fertile the Ifle] I must subjoin a very reasonable. Con jecture of my friend upon this paffage." But the Temple of
Apollo at Delphi was not in an Isand, but in Phocis on the Continent. “ It's plain, the blundering Transcribers had their Heads running on “ Delos, an Island of the Cyclades. So that the true Reading is undoubtedly ;
The Climate's delicate, the Air most sweet,
Fertile the Soil; “ Soil might with a very easy Transposition of the Letters be corrupted
to Isle. But the true Reading manifests itself likewise on this Ae count; that, in a Description, the Sweetness of Air, and Fertility of Soil, is much more terse and elegant than Air and Ifle.
Dion. I shall report, (13)
Cleo. But of all, the Burst
Dion. If th' event o' th' journey
But to confess the Truth, I am very suspicious that our Author, notwithstanding, wrote Ife, and for this Reason. The Groundwork and Incidents of his Play are taken from an old Story, call’d, The pleasant and delectable History of Dorastus and Fawnia ; written by Mr. Robert Green, a Master of Arts in Cambridge, in the Reign of 0 Elizabeth: and there the Queen begs of her Lord, in the Rage of his Jealousy, That it would please his Majesty to send fix of bis Nobles, whom hu beft trused, to the Isle of Delphos, there to enquire of the Oracle of Apollo, &c. Another palpable Absurdity our Author has copied from the fame Tale, in making Bohemia a maritime Country, which is known to be Inland, and in the Heart of the main Continent. (13) Dion,
For most it caught me, &c.) What will he raport? And what means this Reafon of his Report, vit. that the Celestial Habits first caught his Observation? I do not know, whether his Declaration of reporting, be more obscure, or his Reason for it more ridiculous. The Speaker seems to be under those Circumstances, which his Brother Ambaffador in the next Speech talks of,
-So furpriz'd my Sense, that I was Nothing. But if we may suppose him recover'd from his Surpriże, we may be assur'd He said;
It fhames Report. Foremost it caught me, the Celestial Habits, &c. Cleomines had said, The Temple much surpass'd the common Praise it bore. Dion replies, Yes, it Thames Report by so far exceeding what Report had pretended to say of it: and then goes on to particularize the Wonders of the Place. The first Thing, says he, that struck me, was the Priefts Habits, &c. And, by the Bye, it is worth observing, that the Wonders are particulariz’d in their exact Order: first, the Habits of the Priests, who were ready to meet Enquirers; then, the Priests Behaviour ; then, the Sacrifice; and then, the pronouncing the Oracle, The Reader may fee Van Dale de Oraculis Ethnicorum; and be fatisfied of This.