jackanapes must take me up for swearing; as if I borrowed mine oaths of him, and might not spend them at my pleasure. 1 Lord. What got he by that? You have broke his pate with your bowl. 2 Lord. If his wit had been like him that broke it, it would have ran all out. [Aside. Clo. When a gentleman is disposed to swear, it is not for any standers-by to curtail his oaths: Ha? 2 Lord. No, my lord; nor [aside] crop the ears of them. Clo. Whoreson dog!-I give him satisfaction? 'Would, he had been one of my rank! [Aside. 2 Lord. To have smelt like a fool2. Clo. I am not more vexed at any thing in the earth,-A pox on't! I had rather not be so noble as I am; they dare not fight with me, because of the queen my mother: every jack-slave hath his belly full of fighting, and I must go up and down like a cock that nobody can match. 2 Lord. You are a cock and capon too; and you crow, cock, with your comb on3. [Aside. Clo. Sayest thou? 1 Lord. It is not fit, your lordship should undertake every companion4 that you give offence to. Clo. No, I know that: but it is fit, I should commit offence to my inferiors. 2 Lord. Ay, it is fit for your lordship only. 1 Lord. Did you hear of a stranger, that's come to court to-night? Clo. A stranger! and I know not on't! 2 Lord. He's a strange fellow himself, and knows it not. [Aside. 2 The same quibble has occurred in As You Like It, Act i. Se 2: Touch. Nay, if I keep not my rank. 3 That is, in other words, you are a corcomb. 4 The use of companion was the same as of fellow now. a word of contempt. It was 1 Lord. There's an Italian come; and, 'tis thought, one of Leonatus' friends. Clo. Leonatus ! a banished rascal; and he's another, whatsoever he be. Who told you of this stranger? 1 Lord. One of your lordship's pages. Clo. Is it fit, I went to look upon him? Is there no derogation in't? 1 Lord. You cannot derogate, my lord. Clo. Not easily, I think. 2 Lord. You are a fool granted; therefore your issues being foolish, do not derogate. [Aside. Clo. Come, I'll go see this Italian : What I have lost to-day at bowls, I'll win to-night of him. Come, go. 2 Lord. I'll attend your lordship. [Exeunt CLOTEN and first Lord. That such a crafty devil as is his mother Should yield the world this ass! a woman, that SCENE II. A Bedchamber; in one Part of it a Trunk. IMOGEN reading in her Bed; a Lady attending. Imo. Who's there? my woman Helen? Lady. Please you, madam Imo. What hour is it? Lady. Almost midnight, madam. Imo. I have read three hours then; mine eyes are weak:- Fold down the leaf where I have left: To bed: And if thou canst awake by four o'the clock, [Sleeps. IACHIMO, from the Trunk. Iach. The crickets sing, and man's o'erlabour'd sense Repairs itself by rest: Our Tarquin thus Did softly press the rushes1, ere he waken'd How bravely thou becom'st thy bed! fresh lily! How dearly they do't!-'Tis her breathing that It was anciently the custom to strew chambers with rushes. This passage may serve as a comment on the ravishing strides of Tarquin, in Macbeth, as it shows that Shakspeare meant softly stealing strides. See vol. iv. p. 228. 2 --no lips did seem so fair In his conceit; through which he thinks doth flie Pygmalion's Image, by Marston, 1598. 3 That is, her eyelids. So in Romeo and Juliet:6 Thy eyes windows fall Like death when he shuts up the day of life,' And in Venus and Adonis : The night of sorrow now is turn'd to day; 4 Warburton wished to read: White with azure lac'd, The blue of heaven's own tinct." To note the chamber:-I will write all down: The adornment of her bed:-The arras, figures, Why, such, and such:- And the contents o'the story, Ay, but some natural notes about her body, O sleep, thou ape of death, lie dull upon her! Bat there is no necessity for change. It is an exact description of the eyelid of a fair beauty, which is white tinged with blue, and laced with veins of darker blue. By azure our ancestors understood not a dark blue, but a light glaucous colour, a tinct or effusion of a blue colour. Drayton seems to have had this passage in his mind: And these sweet veins by nature rightly plac'd, The reader will remember that Shakspeare has dwelt on corresponding imagery in a beautiful passage of The Winter's Tale: --violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes.' 5 Tereus and Progne is the second tale in A Petite Palace of Pettie his Pleasure, 4to. 1576. The story is related in Ovid. Metam. 1. vi.; and by Gower in his Confessio Amantis, b. v. fol. 113, b. Swift, swift, you dragons of the night!-that dawning May bare the raven's eye: I lodge in fear; One, two, three,-Time, time! [Clock strikes. [Goes into the Trunk. The Scene closes. SCENE III. An Ante-Chamber adjoining Imogen's Apartment. Enter CLOTEN and Lords. 1 Lord. Your lordship is the most patient man in loss, the most coldest that ever turn'd up ace. Clo. It would make any man cold to lose. 1 Lord. But not every man patient, after the noble temper of your lordship; You are most hot, and furious, when you win. Clo. Winning would put any man into courage: If I could get this foolish Imogen, I should have gold enough: It's almost morning, is't not? 1 Lord. Day, my lord. Clo. I would this music would come: I am advised to give her music o'mornings; they say, it will penetrate. Enter Musicians. Come on; tune: If you can penetrate her with your fingering, so; we'll try with tongue too: if none 6 The task of drawing the chariot of Night was assigned to dragons, on account of their supposed watchfulness. Milton mentions the dragon yoke of night in Il Penseroso; and in his Comus: --the dragon womb Of Stygian darkness." Again, In Obitum Præsulis Eliensis : sub pedibus deam Vidi triformem, dum coërcebat suos Frænis dracones aureis.' It may be remarked that the whole tribe of serpents sleep with their eyes open, and therefore appear to exert a constant vigilance. |