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If you have any pity, grace, or manners,
You would not make me such an argument.
We should read, If you had any pity.
Lysander, whereto tends all this?
This passage appears to me to be corrupt.
When thou wak'st,
Of thy former lady's eye.
I would read, Then thou tak'st.
I would be loth to have you over-flown with a honey
Vide Newton's note on P. L. b. i. 502. Swift has the same mistake.
Nothing, good monsieur, but to help cavalero Cobweb to
Grey is certainly right.
Fairies, be gone, and be all ways away.
I think Theobald is right. Mr. Heath's conjecture is very ingenious.
Tita. Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms.
I incline to think Steevens's explanation is right.
The. Go, one of you, find out the forester;
Dr. Farmer seems to have forgotten that the action of the Winter's Tale is extended to more that sixteen years.
Her. Methinks, I see these things with parted eye;
I incline to believe that Malone's explanation is right.
Bot. Peradventure, to make it the more gracious, I
I agree with Mr. Steevens.
The. What revels are in hand? Is there no play,
Here, mighty Theseus.
The. Say, what abridgment have you for this evening?
The passages quoted in the note do not convince me that abridgment means a dramatic formance. In this place it appears to me to mean that which shortens time. I find Mr. Henley is of the same opinion.
Merry and tragical? tedious and brief?
A word seems to have been omitted; as snow appears to want the attribute of some quality that is opposite to its nature, such as is supposed by Mr. Upton and Sir Thomas Hanmer. I prefer Mr. Upton's word. I cannot think Mr. Mason's reading is right.
Our sport shall be, to take what they mistake:
The defect in the metre is supplied with probability by Theobald.
Noble respect takes it in might, not merit.
I incline to Mr. Malone's explanation.
Here come two noble beasts in, a moon and a lion.
I do not see that any change is necessary.
Dem. And then came Pyramus,
I do not see the necessity of Dr. Farmer's emendation. I should, however, prefer vanishes to vanished.
I think Warburton's reading, behowls, is right. It reminds me of a passage in Lee's Theodosius:
Lean wolves forget to howl at night's pale noon:
MERCHANT OF VENICE.
VOL. III. MALONE.
I see no occasion for the insertion of this name. Gratiano calls the bringer of the letter his old Venetian friend, which exactly suits Salanio, who had appeared before to be the friend both of Gratiano and Lorenzo.
Salar. Your mind is tossing on the ocean;
I rather incline to believe with Pope that argosy is from Jason's ship Argo, which being employed to fetch the golden fleece, merchantships, which brought home rich freights, were called argosies.
Ibid. burghers of the flood.
I approve Mr. Steevens's correction of on to of
Lor. My lord Bassanio, since you have found Antonio,
pray you, have in mind where we must meet.
I rather incline to give this speech to Salarino, who, with Salanio, was to be of the party to supper.