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Command into obedience; fear and niceness
Nay, be brief :
First, make yourself but like one,
17 So in King Henry IV. Part 1.:
• A weasel hath not such a deal of spleen
As you are toss'd with.' This character of the weasel is not mentioned by naturalists. Weasels were formerly, it appears, kept in houses instead of cats, for the purpose of killing vermin. Phædrus notices this their feline office in the first and fourth fables of his fourth book. The poet no doubt speaks from observation; while a youth he would have frequent opportunities to ascertain their disposition. Perhaps this note requires the apology which Steevens has affixed to it:- Frivola hæc fortassis cuipiam et nimis levia esse videantur sed curiositas nihil recusat.'-Vopiscus in Vitu Aureliani, c. x. 18 Thus in Othello :
• The bawdy wind that kisses all it meets.' So in Sidney's Arcadia, lib. iii. ' And beautiful might have been if they had not suffered greedy Phæbus over often and hard to kisse them.
Wherein you are happy 19 (which you'll make him
Thou art all the comfort
Pis. Well, madam, we must take a short farewell:
Amen: I thank thee.
[Exeunt. 19 i. e. wherein you are accomplished. 20 • As for your subsistence abroad, you may rely on me.' 21 Steevens has a note on this passage no less disgusting than absurd, making the pure Imogen allude to the spare regimen prescribed in some diseases. The interpretation was at once gross and erroneous. When Iago talks of dieting his revenge, he certainly does not mean putting it on a spare diet. This, and a note on a former passage of this play by Mr. Whalley, which could only have been the offspring of impure imaginations, were justly stigmatized and degraded by the late Mr. Boswell at the suggestion of Mr. Douce.
22 We'll make our work even with our time; we'll do what time will allow.
23. i. e. I am equal to, or have ability for it.
SCENE V. A Room in Cymbeline's Palace. Enter CYMBELINE, Queen, CLOTEN, LUCIUS, and
Thanks, royal sir.
Our subjects, sir,
So, sir, I desire of you
Cym. My lords, you are appointed for that office; The due of honour in no point omit:So, farewell, noble Lucius. Luc,
Your hand, my
lord. Clo. Receive it friendly: but from this time forth I wear it as your enemy. Luc.
Sir, the event Is yet to name the winner; Fare
well. Cym. Leave not the worthy Lucius, good my lords, Till he have cross’d the Severn.—Happiness!
[Exeunt Lucius, and Lords. Queen. He goes hence frowning: but it honours us, That we have given him cause. Clo.
'Tis all the better; Your valiant Britons have their wishes in it.
Cym. Lucius hath wrote already to the emperor How it goes here. It fits us therefore, ripely,
1 We should apparently read his grace and you,' or ' your grace and yours.'
Our chariots and our horsemen be in readiness :
'Tis not sleepy business; But must be look’d to speedily, and strongly.
Cym. Our expectation that it would be thus,
[Exit an Attendant. Queen.
Re-enter an Attendant.
Where is she, sir? How
Please you, sir,
Queen. My lord, when last I went to visit her,
Her doors lock’d?
Not seen of late? Grant, heavens, that which I
Son, I say, follow the king. Clo. That man of hers, Pisanio, her old servant, I have not seen these two days. Queen.
Go, look after.
[Exit CLOTEN. Pisanio, thou that stand'st so for Posthumus! He hath a drug of mine: I pray,
his absence Proceed by swallowing that; for he believes It is a thing most precious. But for her, Where is she gone? Haply, despair bath seized her; Or, wing’d with fervour of her love, she's flown To her desir'd Posthumus: "Gone she is To death, or to dishonour; and my
end Can make good use of either : She being down, I have the placing of the British crown.
Re-enter CLOTEN. How now, my
"Tis certain, she is fled;
All the better; May
Exit Queen. Clo. I love, and hate her; for she's fair and royal; And that she hath all courtly parts more exquisite Than lady, ladies, woman"; from
? Fear must be pronounced as a dissyllable to complete the
3 i. e. may his grief this night prevent him from ever seeing another day, by anticipated and premature destruction. Thus in Milton's Comus:-
• Perhaps forestalling night prevented them.' 4 Than any lady, than all ladies, than all womankind. There is a similar passage in All's Well that Ends Well, Act ii. Sc. 3:
• To any count; to all counts; to what is mani'