Ben. Of love? Rom. Out of her favour, where I am in love.Ɛ ? Ben. Alas, that love, fo gentle in his view, Should be fo tyrannous and rough in proof! Rom. Alas, that love, whofe view is muffled ftill, A Should without eyes fee-path-ways to his will! waist Where shall we dine?-O me!-What fray was here? Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. k u bnA Here's much to do with hate, but more with love. [Striking bis breaft. 'Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate! I Oh, any thing of nothing firft created C O heavy lightness serious vanity!w Treenaamd Mif-fhapen chaos of well-feeming forms! Feather of lead, bright fmoke, cold fire, fick health Ben. No, coz, I rather weep. Rom. Good heart, at what? Ben. At thy good heart's oppreffion. 2 Rom. Why, fuch is love's tranfgreffion. Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breaft; Which thou wilt propagate, to have them preft With more of thine; this love, that thou haft fhown, Doth add more grief to too much of mine own." 10 7051 hate another is no fuch uncom mon state, as can deserve all this toil of antithefis. -to his will!] Sir T. Han mers Why then, O brawling love, &c.] Of thefe lines neither the fenfe nor occafion is very evident. He is not yet in love with an enemy, and to love one and 2 Why. Such is love's tranfgref fion. Such is the conle quence of unskilful and mistaken kindness, This line is probably mutilated, for being intended to rhyme to, the line foregoing, it must have originally been complete in its measure. Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of fighs, Ben. Soft, I'll go along. And if [Going. you leave me fo, you do me wrong. In sadness, coufin, I do love a woman. Ben. I aim'd fo near, when I fuppos'd you lov'd. Rom. A right good marks-man;—and she's fair, I love. Ben. A right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit. Rom. But, in that hit, you mifs; fhe'll not be hit With Cupid's arrow; the hath Dian's wit: And, in ftrong proof of chastity well arm'd, From love's weak childifh bow, the lives unharm❜d. She will not stay the fiege of loving terms, Nor 'bide th' encounter of affailing eyes, Nor ope her lap to faint-feducing gold. Being purg'd, a fire Sparkling in lovers' eyes;] The authour may mean being purged of Smoke, but it is perhaps a meaning never given to the word in any other place. I would rather read, Being orged, a fire Sparkling. Being excited and inforced. To arge the fire is the technical term. Being vex'd, &c.] As this line ftands fingle, it is likely that the foregoing or following line that rhym'd to it, is loft. 5 Tell me in fadness,] That is, tell me gravely, tell me in Jerioufness. in ftong proof] In chastity of proof, as we fay in armour of proof. ,་་ O, she is rich in beauty; only poor That when the dies, with Beauty dies her Store. Ben. Then fhe hath fworn, that she will still live chaften i 8 Rom. She hath, and in that Sparing makes huge wafte. For beauty, ftarv'd with her feverity, Cuts beauty off from all pofterity. She is too fair, too wife, 2 too wifely fair, A. She hath forfworn to love, and in that vow 1 To call hers exquifite in queftion more; 7 with Beauty dies her Store.] Mr. Theobald reads. With her dies beauties fore. and is followed by the two fucceeding editors. I have replaced the old reading, becaufe I think it at least as plaufible as the correction. She is rich, fays he, in beauty, and only poor in being fubject to the lot of huma nity, that her ftore, or riches, can be deftroyed by death, who fhall, by the fame blow, put an end to beauty. 8 Rom, She bath, and in that Sparing, &c.] None of the following fpeeches of this fcene in the first edition of 1597. POPE. 9 too wifely fair,] Hanmer, For, wifely too fair. SCENE Enter Capulet, Paris, and Servant. Cap. And Montague is bound as well as I, Par. Of honourable reck❜ning are you both, She hath not feen the Change of fourteen years; Par. Younger than the are happy mothers made. 2 * Earth-treading stars that make dark heaven's light. Such comfort as 3 do lufty young men feel, And like her moft, whofe merit most shall be: nonfenfe fhould be reformed thus, Earth treading fars that make dark EVEN light. i. e. When the evening is dark and without ftars, these earthly ftars fupply their place, and light it up. So again in this play, Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night, ear. Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's WARBURTON. But why nonfenfe? Is any thing more commonly faid, than that beauties eclipfe the fun? Has not Pope the thought and the word? Sol through white curtains foot eclipse the day. 3 -do lufty young men feel,] To fay, and to fay in pompous words, that a young man shall feel [Exeunt Capulet and Paris. as much in an assembly of beauties, as young men feel in the month of April, is furely to waste found upon a very poor sentiment. I read, Such comfort as do lufty yeomen feel. You shall feel from the fight and 4 Which on more view of many, reck'ning none] The first of thefe lines I do not understand. The old folio gives no help; the paffage is there, Which one more view. I can offer nothing bet ter than this: Within your view of many, Sery. |