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OP. 334.446.-200.

Must I repent?
I cannot do it better than in gyves,
Desir'd, more than constrain'd: to satisfy,
If of my freedom 'tis the main part, take
No stricter render of me, than my all.
This passage I do not understand.

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Am that Belarius whom you sometime banish'd:
Your pleasure was my mere offence, my punishment
Itself, and all my treason; that I suffer'd,

Was all the harm I did.

I think Mr. Tyrwhitt's correction is certainly

right.

Imo.

P. 360.-469.-231.

you call'd me brother,
brother,ali
When I was but your sister; I you brothers,
When you were so indeed.

I do not think that the old reading we is right. Theobald reads (with the change of a single letter from we) ye, which I think is right.

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Tit. Lavinia, live; outlive thy father's days,
And fame's eternal date, for virtue's praise!

I incline to read in fame's eternal date, with Warburton and Theobald.

P. 508.-395.-276.

Aar. I will be bright, and shine in pearl and gold,
To wait upon this new-made emperess.
To wait, said I? to wanton with this queen,
This goddess, this Semiramis ;-this queen,
This syren, that will charm Rome's Saturnine,
And see his shipwreck, and his commonweal's.

I think Malone is right.

P. 510.-397.-279.

Chi. Aaron, a thousand deaths

Would I propose, to achieve her whom I love.

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Dem. What, hast thou not full often struck a doe,
And borne her cleanly by the keeper's nose?

Malone is right.

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Dem. This minion stood upon her chastity,

Upon her nuptial vow, her loyalty,

And with that painted hope braves your mightiness.

I think Mr. Steevens is right.

Lav.

P. 521-407.-293.

the raven doth not hatch a lark.

nec imbellem feroces

Progenerant aquila columbam.

P. 534-418.-309.

Mar. Which of your hands hath not defended Rome,
And rear'd aloft the bloody battle-ax,

Writing destruction on the enemy's castle?

Hor.

I incline to think that Mr. Theobald's reading, casques, is the true one.

P. 548.-430.-326.

Mar. Revenge the heavens for old Andronicus

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I incline to read revenge then heavens, with Mr. Tyrwhitt.

P.-344.

Emil. Arm, arm, my lords; Rome never had more cause. Mr. Steevens, in his note on these words, has very justly and successfully ridiculed Mr. Malone's strange notion that arm is a dissyllable. P. 566.--446.-350.

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Mr. Theobald has certainly done rightly in giving these words to Lucius. I can hardly think that they are to be understood as Mr. Steevens explains them.

P. 567.-446.-350.

Aar. I must talk of murders, rapes, and massacres,
Acts of black night, abominable deeds,
Complots of mischief, treason; villainies
Ruthful to hear, yet piteously perform'd.

Mr. Steevens has certainly given the true meaning of piteously in this place.

P. 580.-459-367.

Mar. O, let me teach you how to knit again
This scatter'd corn into one mutual sheaf,
These broken limbs again into one body.
Sen. Lest Rome herself be bane unto herself;
And she, whom mighty kingdoms court'sy to,
Like a forlorn and desperate cast-away,

Do shameful execution on herself.

I think this speech belongs to Marcus; if so we must read lest; if it be given to another person, we must retain the old reading let.

I see no reason for dissenting from the commentators, who suppose this horrid play not Shakespeare's.

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KING LEAR.

J. and S. 1785.
Vol. 1x.

Lear.

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What says our second daughter,

Our dearest Regan, wife to Cornwall? Speak.

Reg. I am made of that self metal as my sister,

And prize me at her worth.

And prize me at her worth is, I think, rightly explained by Henley.

P. 382.-491.-10.

In my true heart

I find, she names my very deed of love;
Only she comes too short,-that I profess

Myself an enemy to all other joys,

Which the most precious square of sense possesses;
And find, I am alone felicitate

In your dear highness' love.

Monk Mason and Malone are right.

P. 382.-491.-11.

Which the most precious square of sense possesses.

I agree with Dr. Johnson that Warburton's note on these words is acute; but it strikes me as being extremely ridiculous.

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And yet not so; since, I am sure, my love's

More richer than my tongue.

My tongue is certainly right.

[Aside.

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