Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, you [Tearing off her head-dress. When there is such disorder in my wit. [Exit. K. Phil. I fear some outrage, and I'll follow her. [Ex. Lew. There's nothing in this world, can make me joy :" Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ;? And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, Pand. Before the curing of a strong disease, Even in the instant of repair and health, Lew. All days of glory, joy, and happiness. Whoever cannot [5] This is a sentiment which great sorrow always dictates. belp himself casts his eyes on others for assistance, and often mistakes their inability for coldness. JOHNSON. [6] The young prince feels his defeat with more sensibility than his father. Shame operates most strongly in the earlier years; and when can disgrace be less welcome than when a man is going to his bride? JOHNSON. [7] Our author here, and in another play, seems to have had the 90th Psalm in his thoughts." For when thou art angry, all our days are gone, we bring our years to an end, as it were a tale that is told."" STEEVENS. Thy foot to England's throne; and, therefore, mark. Lew. But what shall I gain by young Arthur's fall? Pand. How green are you, and fresh in this old world! Lew. May be, he will not touch young Arthur's life, But hold himself safe in his prisonment. Pand. O, sir, when he shall hear of your approach, If that young Arthur be not gone already, Even at that news he dies: and then the hearts Of all his people shall revolt from him, And kiss the lips of unacquainted change; [9] The author very finely calis a monstrous birth, an escape of nature, as if it were produced while she was busy elser here, or intent upon some other thing. WARBURTON. Than I have nam'd!-The bastard Faulconbridge What may be wrought out of their discontent : For England go; I will whet on the king. Lew. Strong reasons make strong actions: Let us go; If you say, ay, the king will not say, no. [Exeunt. ACT IV. SCENE I.—Northampton. A Room in the Castle. Enter HUBERT and two Attendants. Hubert. HEAT me these irons hot; and, look thou stand Within the arras: when I strike my foot Upon the bosom of the ground, rush forth : And bind the boy, which you shall find with me, Fast to the chair: be heedful: hence, and watch. 1 Attend. I hope, your warrant will bear out the deed. Hub. Uncleanly scruples! Fear not you look to't. [Exeunt Attendants. Young lad, come forth; I have to say with you, Enter ARTHUR. Arth. Good morrow, Hubert. Hub. Good morrow, little prince. Arth. As little prince (having so great a title To be more prince,) as may be.-You are sad, Hub. Indeed, I have been merrier. Arth. Mercy on me! Methinks, no body should be sad but I : [1] Bacon, in his History of Heary VII. speaking of Simnel's march, observes that their non-ball did not gather as it went." JOHNSON. I should be as merry as the day is long; Is it my fault that I was Geffrey's son? I were your son, so you would love me, Hubert. [Aside. Arth. Are you sick, Hubert? you look pale to-day: In sooth, I would you were a little sick; I warrant, I love you more than you do me. Hub. His words do take possession of my bosom. Read here, young Arthur. [Showing a paper.] How now, foolish rheum! Turning dispiteous torture out of door! I must be brief; lest resolution drop Out at mine eyes, in tender womanish tears. Can you not read it? is it not fair writ? Arth. Too fairly, Hubert, for so foul effect: Must you with hot irons burn out both mine eyes? Arth. And will you? Hub. And I will. [Aside. Arth. Have you the heart? When your head did but ake, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had, a princess wrought it me,) And I did never ask it you again : And with my hand at midnight held your head; Still and anon cheer'd up the heavy time; Saying, What fack you and, Where lies your grief? Hub. I have sworn to do it ; And with hot irons must I burn them out. Arth. Ah, none, but in this iron age, would do it! Approaching near these eyes, would drink my tears, Even in the matter of mine innocence : Are you more stubborn-hard than hammer'd iron? [Stamps. Re-enter Attendants, with cord, irons, &c. Arth. O, save me, Hubert, save me! my eyes are out, Even with the fierce looks of these bloody men. Hub. Give me the iron, I say, and bind him here. For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Hub. Go, stand within; let me alone with him. 1 At. I am best pleas'd to be from such a deed. [Exe. Arth. Alas, I then have chid away my friend; He hath a stern look, but a gentle heart : Let him come back, that his compassion may Hub. Come, boy, prepare yourself. Hub. None, but to lose your eyes. Arth. O heaven!-that there were but a mote in yours, A grain, a dust, a gnat, a wand'ring hair, Any annoyance in that precious sense! Then, feeling what small things are boist'rous there, [3] The participle heat, though now obsolete, was in use in our author's time. So in the sacred writings; "He commanded that they should heat the furnace one seven times more than it was wont to be heat." Dan. iii. 19. MALONE. |