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have been what I am, had the maidenlieft ftar in the firmament twinkled on my baftardizing.
SCENE XV. Ingratitude in a Child.
(6) Ingratitude! thou marble-hearted fiend, More hideous, when thou fhew'ft thee in a child, Than the fea-monster.
ACT II. SCENE VI.
That fuch a flave as this fhould wear a fword, Who wears no honefty: (7) fuch fmiling rogues [as
(6) Ingratitude &c.] Ingratitude a marble hearted-fiend is more hideous and dreadful, when fhewing itself in a child, than even that fea-monfter, which is the emblem itself of impiety and ingratitude by which monfter he means the Hippopotamus, or river-horfe, which, fays Sandys, in his travels, p. 105. fignify'd, Murder, Impudence, Violence and Injustice: for they fay, that he killeth his fire, and ravisheth his own dam." Mr. Upton's alteration of, Than ith' fea-monfter, feems unneceflary: for the poet makes ingratitude, a fiend, a monster itself, and one more odious than even this hieroglyphical fymbol of impiety. See Obfervations on Shakespear, p. 203.
(7) Such, &c. The words as thefe, may be safely omitted without injuring the fenfe; they are flat and spoil the metre. The next lines are read thus in the old editions;
Like rats, oft bite the holy cords atwaine,
Atwaing is doubtless the genuine word, which was commonly ufed, fignifying, in two, afunder, in twain. And Mr. Upton, obferving, that Shakespear fometimes ftrikes off a Syllable or more from the latter part of a word, would preferve intrince in the text, which he explains by intrinficate. 'Tis certain the author uíes intrinficate, but I don't rememember ever to have met with intrince: See vol. I. p. 169. "This fhortening of words is indeed too much the genius of our language ;" and as the reader knows the fenfe of the word, and what the criticks would read, I have kept to the old editions, notwithstanding the quotation made by
Like rats, oft bite the holy cords atwain
Plain, blunt Men.
This is fome fellow,
Who, having been prais'd for bluntness, doth affect
SCENE VII. Defcription of Bedlam Beggars,
I will preferve my felf: and am bethought
That ever penury in contempt of man
Brought near to beaft: my face I'll grime with filth;
me from Mr. Edwards, in the place juft referr'd too. I forbear quoting any fimilar paffages here: Horace and Juvenal abound with them, and Shakespear himself hath excellently painted the character in Polonius. See particularly Hamlet, A&t 4. Sc 7.
(8) Sily] Some read filky: filly is not always taken in a bad fenfe amongst the old writers.
The country gives me proof and prefident
SCENE X. The faults of Infirmity, pardonable.
Whereto our health is bound; we're not ourselves,
And am fall'n out with my more headier will,
Thy fifter's naught, oh Regan, she hath tied Sharp-tooth'd unkindnefs, like a vulture here.
SCENE XII. Offences mistaken.
All's not offence that indifcretion (9) finds, And dotage terms fo.
[Points to his heart.
(9) Finds Finds is an allufion to a jury's verdict: and the word fo relates to that as well as to terms. We meet with the very fame expreffion in Hamlet, A&t 5. Sc. 1.
Why, 'tis found fo.
Shakespear ufes the word in this fenfe in other places;
The coroner hath fat on her, and finds it chriftian burial. Ib.
I prythee, daughter, do not make me mad,
Which I must needs call mine; thou art a bile,
In my corrupted blood; but I'll not chide thee.
The Neceffaries of Life, few.
(10) O, reafon not the need our bafeft beggars
Allow not nature more than nature needs,
you like it. A. 4. S. 2. Leander was drown'd, and the foolishi chroniclers [perhaps coroners] of that age found it was----Hero of Seftos." Edwards.
(10) O reafon, &c. The poets abound with fentiments fimilar to this take the two following paffages from Lucretius and Lucan.
O wretched man, in what a mift of life,
See LUCRET. B. 2.
Lear on the Ingratitude of his Daughters.
You fee me here, you gods, a poor old
Stain my man's cheeks. No, you unnatʼral hags,
(12) That all the world fhall-- I will do fuch things;→ What they are, yet I know not; but they shall be The terrors of the earth: you think, I'll weep:
Behold, ye fons of luxury, behold,
Who fcatter in excefs your lavish gold;
To fpread the various proud voluptuous board:
See Lucan, B. 4. Rozve's tranfl. (11) Touch me, &c.] "If you, ye gods have ftirred my daughters hearts against me: at left let me not bear it with any unworthy tameness; but touch me with noble anger; let me refent it with fuch refolution as becomes a man."---And "let not woman's weapons, water-drops, ftain my man's cheeks."" See Canons of Crit. p. 78.
(12) That, &c.] See vol. 1. p. 110. This feems to have been imitated from the one or the other of thefe paffages fol- . lowing:
Haud quid fit fcio
What it is I know not
But fomething terrible it is
Nefcio quid ferox
Decrevit animus intus, & nondum fibi audet fateri. Medea,
I know not what, my furious mind
Hath inwardly determin'd, and still dares not
Magnum eft quodcunque paravi :
Quid fit adbuc dubito.
"Tis fomething great I've inly meditated---
Ovid, Met. 6.