Malicious Men. -Men that make A Church-Man. -Love and meekness, Lord, Inhumanity. --Let me speak, Sir ; (For heav'n now bids nie) and the words I utter, Let (12) Men, &c.] In Paftor Fido, there is a fine sentiment not unlike this. Act 5. Sc. i. Who now can boast of earth's felicity. When envy treads on virtue's heel? S. R. Fanshaw. (13) 'Tis, &c.] The poet, in the former part of the play, ves us the same humane and tender sentiment. -O my lord, Act. 3. S. 6. Nothing can afford us a better idea of the author's excellent mind; and we are assured, from the account we have of his character, he was remarkable for his humanity, benevolence, and many virtues. Look I et none think flatt'ry, for they'll find 'em truth. her : her. Nor Look how the father's face, (says Ben Fohnfond In his well-torned, and true filed lines. Nor shall this peace feep with her; but as wher darkness) (15) This cloud of darkness.] Milton in his Comus, at the begin. ning, thus speaks in contempt of the earth : Above the smoak and stir of this dim spot, General Observations. The historical facts (says Mrs. Lenox) upon which this play is founded, are all extracted from Holing sixd; the characters generally drawn closely after this historian, and many of the speeches copied almost literally from him. The accusation, trial, and death of the Duke of Buckingłam, makes a very affecting incident in this play. Sbatfpar has been exactly just to historical truth, in making Cardinal Volley the sole contriver of this nobleman's fall; whose character as it is summed up by King Henry, is perfectly agreeable to that given him by Holing bed. Thod Tho' the character of King Henry is drawn after this historian, get Shakespear has placed it in the most advantageous light; in this play he represents him as greatly displeased with the grievances of his subjects and ordering them to be relieved, tender and obliging to his queen, grateful to the Cardinal, and in the case of Cranmer, capable of distinguishing and rewarding true merit. If, in the latter part of the play, he endeavours to cast the disagreeable parts of this Prince's character as much into shade as poffible, it is not to be wondered at. Shakespear wrote in the reign of Queen Elizabeth, a princess who inherited more of the ambition of her father Henry, than of the tenderness and delicacy of her mother Anne Bullen : and however sensible she might be of the injuries her mother endured, would not have suffered her father's character to have been drawn in the worst colours, either by an historian or a poet. Shakespear has exerted an equal degree of complaisance towards Queen Elizabeth, by the amiable lights he Thews ber mother in, in this play. Anne Bullen is represented as affected with the most tender concern for the suffering of her mistress, Queen Catharine ; receiving the honour the King confers on her, by making her Marchioness of Pembroke, with a graceful humility; and more anxious to conceal her advancement from the Queen, left it should aggravate her sorrows, than folicitous to penetrate into the meaning of so extraordinary a favour, or of indulging herfelf in the flattering prospect of future royalty. The The Life and Death of King JOHN (1). ACT I. SCENE III. New Titles. Go VOOD-den, Sir Richard-God a mercy, fellow, And if his name be George, I'll call him Peter: For new-made honour doth forget men's names : 'Tis too respective and unfociable For your conversing. Now your traveller, He and his tooth-pick at my worship’s meis : And when my knightly stomach is suffic'd, Why then, I suck my teeth, and catechise (2) My (1) King John.] The style all thro' this excellent play is grand and equal, and it abounds with a great variety of fine topics and affecting passages : Shakespear seems to have had a particular respect for Falconbridge, whose character is well maintained, as is that of the king, than whom pone could have been a more proper person for tragedy ; I know not by what singular good fortune too it has happened, that the text is remarkably.correct, and free from that multitude of mistakes, wherewith most of our author's works so unhappily abound. |