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GAOL. Unless a man would marry a gallows, and beget young gibbets, I never saw one so prone 5. Yet, on my conscience, there are verier knaves desire to live, for all he be a Roman: and there be some of them too, that die against their wills; so should I, if I were one. I would we were all of one mind, and one mind good; O, there were desolation of gaolers, and gallowses! I speak against my present profit; but my wish hath a preferment in't. [Exeunt.
Enter CYMBELINE, BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, ARVIragus, Pisanio, Lords, Officers, and Attendants. CYM. Stand by my side, you whom the gods have made
I never saw one so prone.] i. e. forward. In this sense the word is used in Wilfride Holme's poem, entitled The Fall and Evil Success of Rebellion, &c. 1537:
"Thus lay they in Doncaster, with curtol and serpentine, "With bombard and basilisk, with men prone and vigorous."
Again, in Sir A. Gorges' translation of the sixth book of Lucan: Thessalian fierie steeds
"For use of war so prone and fit."
6 SCENE V.] Let those who talk so confidently about the skill of Shakspeare's contemporary, Jonson, point out the conclusion of any one of his plays which is wrought with more artifice, and yet a less degree of dramatick violence than this. In the scene before us, all the surviving characters are assembled; and at the expence of whatever incongruity the former events may have been produced, perhaps little can be discovered on this occasion to offend the most scrupulous advocate for regularity: and, I think, as little is found wanting to satisfy the spectator by a catastrophe which is intricate without confusion, and not more rich in ornament than in nature. STEEVENS.
Preservers of my throne.
Woe is my heart,
That the poor soldier, that so richly fought,
Whose rags sham'd gilded arms, whose naked breast
Stepp'd before targe of proof, cannot be found:
Our grace can make him so.
I never saw
Such noble fury in so poor a thing;
Such precious deeds in one that promis'd nought But beggary and poor looks".
No tidings of him? PIs. He hath been search'd among the dead and
But no trace of him.
To my grief, I am
The heir of his reward; which I will add
In Cambria are we born, and gentlemen:
Bow your knees:
Arise, my knights o' the battle; I create you
But beggary and poor looks.] To promise "nothing but poor looks," may be, 'to give no promise of courageous behaviour.'
So, in King Richard II. :
"To look so poorly, and to speak so fair." STEEVENS. - knights o' the battle;] Thus, in Stowe's Chronicle, p. 164, edit. 1615; “ Philip of France made Arthur Plantagenet knight of the fielde." STEEVENS.
Enter CORNELIUS and Ladies.
There's business in these faces :-Why so sadly Greet you our victory? you look like Romans, And not o' the court of Britain.
Hail, great king!
To sour your happiness, I must report
COR. First, she confess'd she never lov'd you;
Affected greatness got by you, not you:
Married your royalty, was wife to your place;
Abhorr'd your person.
She alone knew this:
And, but she spoke it dying, I would not
9 There's BUSINESS in these faces :-] So, in Macbeth: "The business of this man looks out of him." MALONE.
I WHOM Worse than a physician -] Old copy-Who. Corrected in the second folio. MALONE.
Will seize the doctor too.] This observation has been already made at the end of the second stanza of the funeral Song, p. 168: "The sceptre, learning, physick, must "All follow this, and come to dust."
COR. Your daughter, whom she bore in hand to
With such integrity, she did confess
Was as a scorpion to her sight; whose life,
O most delicate fiend!
Who is't can read a woman ?-Is there more?
For you a mortal mineral: which, being took,
Heard you all this, her women? LADY. We did so, please your highness. CYм. Mine eyes*
Were not in fault, for she was beautiful;
Mine ears, that heard her flattery; nor my heart, That thought her like her seeming; it had been vicious,
2-bore in hand To LOVE-] i. e. insidiously taught to depend on her love. See vol. ix. p. 38, n. 9. STEEVENS.
YES, and in time,] Thus the second folio. The first, injuriously to the metre, omits-yes. STEEVENS.
4 Mine eyes -] Sir Thomas Hanmer, very adroitly, in my opinion, supplies the syllable here wanting to the metre, by reading:
Yet, mine eyes," &c. STEEVENS.
To have mistrusted her: yet, O my daughter!
Thou com'st not, Caius, now for tribute; that
That their good souls may be appeas'd with slaugh
Of you their captives, which ourself have granted: So, think of your estate.
Luc. Consider, sir, the chance of war: the day Was yours by accident; had it gone with us,
We should not, when the blood was cool, have threaten'd
Our prisoners with the sword. But since the gods
Cannot deny; he hath done no Briton harm,
5 So feat,] So ready; so dexterous in waiting. JOHNSON. VOL. XIII.