She conjures him by high almighty Jove,
By knighthood, gentry, and fweet friendshi
By her untimely tears, her hufband's love,
By holy human law, and common troth,
By heaven and earth, and all the power of
That to his borrow'd bed he make retire,
And ftoop to honour, not to foul defire.

Quoth fhe, reward not hofpitality
With fuch black payment as thon haft prete
Mud not the fountain that gave drink to the
Mar not the thing that cannot be amended;
End thy ill aim, before thy fhoot be ended

3 She puts the period often from his place,
And 'midst the fentence fo ber accent breaks,
That twice fhe doth begin,] So, in A Midfummer-Ni
"Make periods in the midft of fentences,

"Throttle their practis'd accent in their fears,
"And in conclufion dumbly have broke off, &c.
-reward not hofpitality, &c.] So, in King Lear:
"-my bofpitable favours

"You fhould not ruffle thus." STEEVENS.
5-pretended;] i. e. propofed to thyfelf. So, in Ma
-Alas the day!

"What good could they pretend " STEEVENS 6 End thy ill aim, before thy fhoct be ended:] It is ma context, that the authour intended the word foot to be tal fenfe; fuit and foot being in his time pronounced alike London Prodigal, 1605:

But there's the other black-browes, a fhrood gi "She hath wit at will, and fouters two or three,' Again, in The Puritan, a Comedy, 1607:

"Are not thefe archers ?-what do you call them,-f
"Enter the Sutors.
Again, in Lilly's Eupbues and bis England, 1580:"
lady in Spaine, who after the death of her father had thr
yet never a good archer," &c. See alfo Vol. II. p. 362, n. 8
I adhere to the old reading, nor apprehend the leaft ed
fentiment nearly parallel occurs in Macbeth:

"the murd'rous fhaft that's hot,
"Hath not yet lighted."

He is no wood-man that doth bend bis bow, very ftrongly fupports my opinion. STEEVENS.

There is no doubt that boot was one of the ideas intended veyed. It is, in my apprehenfion, equally clear, that the fu

He is no wood-man, that doth bend his bow
To ftrike a poor unfeafonable doe.

My husband is thy friend, for his fake fpare me;
Thyfelf art mighty, for thine own fake leave me;
Myself a weakling, do not then enfnare me:

Thou look'ft not like deceit; do not deceive me:
My fighs, like whirlwinds, labour hence to heave thee,
If ever man were mov'd with woman's moans,
Be moved with my tears, my fighs, my groans;

All which together, like a troubled ocean,
Beat at thy rocky and wreck-threat'ning heart,
To foften it with their continual motion;
For ftones diffolv'd to water do convert.
O, if no harder than a ftone thou art,
Melt at my tears, and be compaffionate!
Soft pity enters at an iron gate?.

In Tarquin's likeness I did entertain thee:
Haft thou put on his shape to do him shame?
To all the host of heaven I complain me,

Thou wrong'ft his honour, wound'ft his princely name.
Thou art not what thou seem'ft; and if the fame,
Thou feem'ft not what thou art, a god, a king;
For kings like gods fhould govern every thing.

How will thy fhame be feeded in thine age,
When thus thy vices bud before thy spring?
If in thy hope thou dar'ft do fuch outrage,

What

tion of a lover was alfo in our authour's thoughts. Sboct (the pronunciation of the two words being granted to be the fame) fuggefts both ideas. The paffage quoted from Macbeth, in the preceding note, does not, as I conceive, prove any thing. The word hot has there its ufual fignification, and no double meaning could have been intended.

MALONE.

7 Soft pity enters at an iron gate.] Meaning, I fuppofe, the gates of prifon. STEEVENS.

8 How will thy fhame be feeded in thine age,

When thus thy vices bud before thy spring?] This thought is more amplified in our author's Troilus and Creffida:

"-the

What dar'ft thou not, when once thou art al
O, be remember'd, no outrageous thing
From vaffal actors can be wip'd away;
Then kings' misdeeds cannot be hid in cla

This deed will make thee only lov'd for fear
But happy monarchs still are fear'd for love:
With foul offenders thou perforce must bear,
When they in thee the like offences prove:
If but for fear of this, thy will remove;

For princes are the glass, the school, the b
Where fubjects' eyes do learn, do read, do

And wilt thou be the school where Luft fhall
Muft he in thee read lectures of fuch thame?
Wilt thou be glass, wherein it fhall difcern
Authority for fin, warrant for blame,
To privilege dishonour in thy name?
-the feeded pride,

"That hath to i.s maturity grown up
"In rank Achilles, muft or now be cropt,
"Or, shedding, breed a nursery of evil,
To over-bulk us all." STEEVENS.
9 If in thy hope thru darf do fuch outrage,

What durft thou not when thou art once a king?] T reminds us of King Henry IV.th's question to his fona

"When that my care could not withhold thy riots, "What wilt thou do, when riot is thy care?" S 10, be remember'd,] Bear it in your mind. So, in K. 1 66 -joy being wanting,

"It doth remember me the more of forrow." MA 2 Then kings' mifdeeds cannot be hid in clay.] The mem actions of kings will remain even after their death. So, i dife of Dainty Devises, 1580:

"Mine owne good father, thou art gone; thine ear with clay."

Again, in Kendal's Flowers of Epigrams, 1577: "The corps clapt faft in clotted clay,

"That here engrav'd doth lie." MALONE.

3 For princes are the glass, the school, the book, Where fubjects' eyes do learn, do read, do look.] So, in K P. II:

"He was the mark and glass, copy and book,

"That fashion'd others."

Regis ad exemplum totus componitur orbis, Claud.

Thou back'ft reproach against long-lived laud,
And mak'st fair reputation but a bawd.

Haft thou command? by him that gave it thee,
From a pure heart command thy rebel will:
Draw not thy fword to guard iniquity,
For it was lent thee all that brood to kill.
Thy princely office how canft thou fulfill,

When, pattern'd by thy fault, foul Sin may fay,
He learn'd to fin, and thou didst teach the way?

Think but how vile a fpectacle it were,
To view thy prefent trefpafs in another.
Men's faults do feldom to themselves appear;
Their own tranfgreffions partially they fmother:
This guilt would feem death-worthy in thy brother.
O, how are they wrapp'd in with infamies,

That from their own mifdeeds afkaunce their eyes!

To thee, to thee, my heav'd-up hands appeal,
Not to feducing luft, thy rafh relier+;
I fue for exil'd majesty's repeal ;

Let him return, and Aattering thoughts retire:
His true refpect will 'prifon falfe defire,

And wipe the dim mift from thy doting cyne,
That thou shalt fee thy ftate, and pity mine.

Have done, quoth he; my uncontrolled tide
Turns not, but fwells the higher by this let.
Small lights are foon blown out, huge fires abide",

-pattern'd by thy fault,] Taking thy fault for a pattern or example. So, in the Legend of Lord Hastings, Mirrour for Magiftrates, 1587:

"By this my pattern, all ye peers, beware." MALONE.

4. Not to feducing luft, thy rafh relier;] Thus the first copy. The edition of 1616 has-thy rath reply. Dr. Sewel, without authority, reads: Not to feducing luft's outrageous fire. MALONE.

5-for exil'd majefty's repeal;] For the recall of exiled majesty. So, in one of our authour's plays :

66

-if the time thrust forth

"A caufe for thy repeal." MALONE.

6 Small lights are foon blown out, huge fires abide,] So, in K. Hen. VI: "A little fire is quickly trodden out," &c.

STEEVENS.

And

And with the wind in greater fury fret 7:
The petty ftreams that pay a daily debt

To their falt fovereign, with their fresh f
Add to his flow, but alter not his taste 3.

Thou art, quoth fhe, a fea, a fovereign king
And lo, there falls into thy boundless flood
Black luft, difhonour, fhame, mifgoverning,
Who feek to ftain the ocean of thy blood.
If all these petty ills fhall change thy good,
Thy fea within a puddle's womb is herfed
And not the puddle in thy fea difperfed:

So fhall these flaves be king, and thou their
Thou nobly bafe, they bafely dignified;
Thou their fair life, and they thy fouler grav
Thou loathed in their fhame, they in thy prid
The leffer thing fhould not the greater hide;

The cedar ftoops not to the bafe fhrub's foo
But low fhrubs wither at the cedar's root.

So let thy thoughts, low vaffals to thy ftateNo more, quoth he, by heaven, I will not hea Yield to my love; if not, enforced hate,

7 And with the wind in greater fury fret :] So, in Th

Venice:

"When they are fretted with the gufts of heaven.' 8 Add to his flow, but alter not his tafte.] The octavo Add to this flow, but alter not the tafte. MALONE Thy fea within a puddle's womb is herfed,] Thus the octavo 1616, reads, unintelligibly:

Thy fea within a puddle womb is berfed.

Dr. Sewel, not being able to extract any meaning from this Thy fea within a puddle womb is burst,

And not the puddle in thy fea difpers'd.

Our authour has again ufed the verb to berfe in Hamlet: "Why thy canoniz'd bones, berfed in death, "Have burst their excrements.' MALONE. So fhall thefe flaves be kings, and thou their flave;] In we meet with a fimilar allufion:

-it feem'd fhe was a queen

"Over her paffion, who, most rebel-like,
"Sought to be king o'er her." MALONE.