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* Break all the laws of kind; if it succeed, To which he can add nought to equal Nero, * An honest, noble, and praise-worthy deed.' But killing of his mother. While he that takes thy poisons in, shall feel Aub. Peace, brave fool, Their virulent workings in a point of time Thou valiant ass!-Here is his brother too, When vo repentance can bring aid, but all

sir, His spirits shall melt, with what bisconscience A captain of your guard, hath serv'd you long, burn'd,

mourn'd. With the most nuble witness of his truth Aud dying in a flatterer's arms, shall fall un- Mark'd in his face, and every part about him; There's matter for you now.

That turns not from an enemy. But view him; Lat. My lord, this makes not

Oh, do not grieve him, sir, if you do mean From loving of my master 51.

That he shall hold his place: It is not safe dub. Loving? no;

To tempt such spirits, and let them wear They hate ill princes most that make them so. their swords;

[acts,

You'll make your guards your terrors by these Enter Rollo, Hamond, Allan, and Guard.

And throw more hearts off from you than you Rollo. I'll bear no more!

hold. Hum. Alas, 'tis for my brother

And I must tell you,sir,(with my old freedom, I beseech your highness.

And my old faith to boot) you have not liv'd so Rollo. How! a brother?

But that your state will need such men, such Had not I one myself? did title move me

hands, When it was fit that he should die? Away! Of which here's one, shall in an hour of trial Allan. Brother, lose no word more; leave

Do you more certain service, with a stroke, my good cause

Than the whole bundle of your flatterers, T' upbraid the tyrant: I am glad I'm fall’n With all th'unsavory unction of their tongues, Now in those times, that will’d some great Rollo. Peace, talker! example

Aub. One that loves you yet, my lord, Tassure men we can die for honesty. And would not see you pull on your own ruins, Rollo. Sir, you are brave; 'pray that

you

Mercy becoines a prince,and guards him best; hold your neck

Awe and affrights are never ties of love;
As bravely forth anon unto the headsman. And when men 'gin to fear the prince, they
Allan. 'Would he would strike as bravely, hate hiin.
and thou by!

Rollo. Am I the prince, or you?
Rollo, 'twould make thee quake to see me die. Aub. My lord, I hope
Yub. What's his offence?

I have not utter'd aught should urge that Ham. For giving Gisbert burial,

question. Who was some time his master.

Rollo. Then practise your obedience. See Allun. Yes, lord Aubrey,

him dead! My gratitude and humanity are iny crimnes. Aub. My lord! Rollo. Why bear you him not hence?

Rollo. I'll hear no word more! Aub. My lord-(Stay, soldiers)--.

Aub. I am sorry then. I do beseech your bighness, do not lose There is no small despair, sir, of their safety, Such men for so slight causes. This is one Whose ears are blocked up against the truth. Hath still been taithful to you; a tried soul Come, captain. In all your father's battles; I have seen him Hum. I do thank

you,

sir. Bestride a friend against a score of foes: dub. For what? And look, he looks as he would kill his hun

For seeing thy brother die a man, and honest? For you, sir, were you in danger. [dred Live thou so, captain; I will, I assure thee, Allan. Till he kill'd

(ter; Altho' I die for't too. Conie. His brother, his chancellor, and then his mas

[Ereunt all but Rollo and Lat. $1 Mly lord, this makes not

For loving of my muster.] Ilow do Latorch's words express his sentiments ? '-This makes not for loving of my master,' should seem to imply, that Aubrey's speech shewed no love to Rollo; but Aubrey's answer plainly sliews that Latorch spoke something of bis own love to his master, and not of Aubrey's. Perhaps the reader may think the old reading may be construed to this sense; and therefore, without disturbing the text, I shall only offer a conjecture of which I am niyself very dubious.

Lat. “My lord, this rating's

· For loving of my master.' i. e. ' The real cause of your anger to me is my love to my master.' Seward. The simple change of for to from gives an easier and more natural reading:

My lord, this makes not

. From loving of my master.' i. e. • All this does not disprove my affection to my master;' to which Aubrey's answer is a proper and apposite reply.

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Rollo. Now, Latorch,

Any security but from the stars; What do you think?

Who, being rightly ask'd, can tell man moro Lut. That Aubrey's speech and manners Than all pow'r else, there being no pow'r Sound somewhat of the boldest.

beyond them. Rollo. 'Tis his custom.

Rollo. All thy petitions still are care of us;. Lat. It may be so, and yet be worth a fear. Ask for thyself. Rollo. If we thought so, it should be worth Lat. What more can concern me his life,

Than this?

[then; And quickly too.

Rollo. Well, rise, true honest man, and yo Lat. I dare not, sir, be author

We'll study ourselves a means how to reward Of what I would be, 'tis so dangerous :

thee. But, with your bighness' favour and your li

Lat. Your Grace is now inspir'd; now,

now, your highness Rollo. He talks, 'tis true; and he is li- Begins to live! froin this hour count your jors! cens'd: Leave him,

But, sir, I must have warrants, with blanks We now are duke alone, Latorch, securd; tigyr’d, Nothing left standing to obscure pur prospect; To put in pames such as I like. We look right forth, beside, and round about Rollo. You shall.

[figure. us,

Lat. They dare not else, sir, offer at your And see it ours with pleasure: Only one [it, Oh, I shall bring you wonders! there's a friar, Wish'd joy there wants to make us so possess

Rusee, an adunirable man; another,
And that is Edith, Edith, she that got me A gentleman; and then la Fiske,
In blood and tears, in such an opposite minute,

The mirror of his time; 'twas he that set it. As had I not at once felt all the flames But there's one Norbret (Irim I never saw) And shafts of Love shot in me, his whole Hlas made a mirror, a mere looking-glass, armory,

In show you'd think't no other; the fora oral, I should have thought him as far off as death. As I am given to understand by letter, Lat. My lord, expect a while, your happi- Which renders you such shapes, and those so

differing,

[swers; Is nearer than you think it; yet her griefs And some that will be question d and give anAre green and fresh; your vigilant Latorch Then has he set it in a frame, that wrought Hath not been idle; I have leave already Unto the revolutions of the stars, To visit her, and send to her.

And so compact by due proportions Rollo. My life!

Unto their harmony, doth move alone Lat. And if I find not out as speedy ways, A true automaton; thus Dædalus' statues, And proper instruments, to work and bring Or Vulcan's stoolsher

Rollo. Dost thou believe this? To your fruition, that she be not wateli'd Lat. Sir? Tame to your highness *, say you have no Why, what should stay my faith, or turn my.

sense? Is capable of such a trust about you,

H' has been about it above twenty years, Or worthy to be groom of your delight 52. Three sevens, the powertul, and the perfect Rollo. Oh, my Latorch, what shall I ren- numbers; der thee

And art and time, sir,can produce such things. For all thy travels, care and love?

What do we read there of liarbas banquet, Lat. Sir, one suit,

[me. (The great gymnosophist) that had his butlers Which I will ever importune, 'till you grant And carvers of pure gold waiting at table?

Rollo. About your mathematicians? The images of Mercury, too, that spoke? Lat. Yes, to have

The wooden dove that flew? a snake of brass The scheme of your nativity judg’d by them; That hiss'd ? and birds of silver that did sing? I have't already' erected. Oh, my lord, All these were done, sir, by the mathematicks, You do not know the labour of iny fears; Without which there's no science, nor no My doubts for you are such as cannot hope truth. * Tume to your bighness, say, &c.] The folio reads,

• Tanie to your highness' wish, say,' &c. 52 Or worthy to be secretary of your pleasure.) This indeed is good sense, but it is only the conjectural reading of the late editions, and departs too much from the trace of the letters to be allowed to stand. The old quarto reads,

'Or worthy to be of your delight. IIere a word was lost : bawd or pimp, which are his true character, are too coarse names for a man to call himself; secretury, sieuurd, and all words but monosyllables are excluded by the measure. Groom therefore seems to bid fairest for being the original. Scaurd.

We believe the original to have been a coarse word, which occusioned the qmission, as in some other instances.

servant

still more,

sant

- Rollo. You are in your own sphere, La- Fiske. Come, we are stark naught all; bad's torch; and rather

the best of us: Than I'll contend w'ye for it, I'll believe it: Four of the seven deadly spots we are: You've won upon me that I wish to see Besides our lechery, we are envious, My fate before me now, whate'er it be. And most, most gluttonous when we have Lat. And I'll endeavour, you shall know't it thus, with speed;

[me, Most covetous now we want it; then our boy, For which I should have one of trust go

with He is a fifth spot, sloth, and he undoes us. (If you please, Hamond) that I may by him Bube. 'Tis true the child was wont to be Send you my first dispatches; after, I

industrious, Shall bring you more 53, and as they come And now and then sent in a merchant's wife

Sick of the husband, or a swearing butler And accurate forth from them.

That miss'd one of bis bowls, a crying maid Rollo, Take your way,

Hlad lost a silver spoon; the curry-comb Chuse your own means, and be it prosperous Sometimes was wanting; there was something to us!

[Ereunt.
But now

(gotten;
Pip. What now? Did I not yester-morning
SCENE II,
Bring you in a cardecu 54 there from the

реаEnler Ruşce, de Bube, la Fiske, Norbret, and Pippeau.

Whose ass I'd driven aside, and hid, that you Rusee. Come, bear up, sirs; we shall have Might conjure for him? and again, last night, better days,

Six sous froin the cook's wife you shar'd among My almanack tells me.

To set a figure for the pestle I stole; (you, Bube. What is that? your rump?

It is not at home yet. These things, my masRusee. It never itch'd in vain yet. 'Slid, ters,

[You la Fiske,

In a hard time, they would be thought on: Throw oti thy sluggish face ; I can't abide Talk of your lands and castles in the air, Tu see the look like a poor jade i'th' pound, Of your twelve houses there; but it is I That saw no meat these three days.

That bring you in your rents for 'em, 'tis Fiske. 'Slight, to me

That is

your
bird-call,

[Pippeau It seems thirteen days since I saw any.

Norb. 'Faith, he does well, Rusce. How !

And cuts thro' the elements for us, I inust Fiske. I can't remember that I ever saw

meat, or money; you may talk of both, In a fine dextrous line. To open a man's stomach or his

purse,

Fiske. But not as he did But feed 'em still with air.

At first; then he would sail with any wind, Bube. Friar, I fear

Into
every

creek and corner. You do not say your office well a-days; Pip. I was light then, [gentlemen; I cannot hear your beads knack,

New built and rigg'd, when I came to you, Norb. Pox, he feeds

But now, with often and far venturing for you, With lechery, and lives upon th' exchange llere be Jeaks sprung, and whole planks Of his two eggs and pudding with the market- wanting, see you. women!

If you'll new-sheath me again, yet I am for Rusee. And what do you, sir, with the you

send me; advocate's wife,

To any gulf or streights 55, where-e'er you'lí Whom you persuade, upon your doctoral bed, For as I am, where can this ragged bark To take the mathematical trance so often? Put in for any service, 'less it be 53 Shall bring you more, as they come more, And accurate forth from them.] So quarto. The two following editions exhibit,

. Shall bring you more, and as they come still more,' and omit the last line. Mr. Seward reads,

• Shall bring you more, and as they come forth from 'em,

More and more accurate, 54 Cardecu.] A corruption of quart d'ecu, the quarter part of a crown-piece.

-yet I am for you To any bog or sleights.] Mr. Theobald proposed reading bog or sloughs ; Mr. Seward introduced gulf for bog; and he and Mr. Sympson concurred in altering sleights to streights, And quote the following passage from Jonson's Underwoods as a confirmation of its propriety:

-their very trade
• Is borrowing; that but stopt, they do invade
• All as their prize, turn pirates here at land,
• Have tbeir Bermudas and their streights in the Strand,
• Man out their boats to th' Temple, and not shift
Now but command-

needs say,

55

a

a

more

your virtues ?

[e is

O'th' isle of rogues, and there turn pirate for Tell them who's here; say, that their friends you?

(must leave

do challenge Nört. 'Faith, he says reason, triar; you Some portion of their time; this is our minute, Your neat crisp claret, and fall to your cyder Pray 'em they'll spare it. They are the sun A wbile; and you, la Fiske, your larded ca- and moon

[Erit Pip. Pons

Of knowledge; pity two such noble lights And turkies for a time, and take a good Should live obscur'd here in an university, Clean tripe in vour way; de Bube too must Whose beams were fit t'illumine any court content hiin

Of Christendom! With wholesome two-sous'd pettitoes sh; no

tant.

Enter la Fiske, de Bube, and Pippeuu. Crown ordinaries, till we've cloth'd our in- Lut. The duke will shortly know 'em. Bube. So you'll keep

selt. Fiske. Well, look upon the astrolabe; Your own good motious, doctor, your dear you'll find it

Fiske. Yes, for we all do know the latitude Four almucanturies 57 at least. Di vour concupiscence.

Bube. It is so. Rusee. Here about your belly. [scy, Rusee. Still of their learned stuff; they Bube. You'll pick a lottle open, or a whim- care for nothing,

[dios As soon as the best of us..

But how to hnow; as negligent of their boe Fiske. And dip your wrist-bands

In diet, or else, especially in their cloaths, (For cuffs you've none) as comely in the sauce

As if they had no change, Asany courtier --| Beltrings.] llark, the bell! Pip. They have so little [Aside. W bo's there?

As well may free them from the name of Rusee. Good luck, I do conjure thee! Boy,

Fiske. Monsieur Latorch! (shutters. look out.

[Exit Pip. und enter again. Lut. Ilow is it, learned gentlemen, Pip. They're gallants, courtiers; one of

With both Of the duhe's bed-chamter.

Bube. A most happy hour, Rusee. Latorch.-Down!

When we see you, sir. On with your gown [to Norb.); there's a new Lat. When you hear me then suit arriv'd.

It will be happier: The duke greets you both Did I not tell you, sons of hunger? Crowns, Thus; and tho' you may touch no inoney, Crowns, are coming toward you; wine and Yet you may take it.

(tather, wenches

Rusce. 'i'iş his highness' bounty, You shall have once again, and fidlers! But yet to me, and these that have put off Into your studies close ; each lay his ear

The world, supertluous. To his door, and as you hear me to prepare

Fiske. We have heard of late you,

His bighness' goud s'access. $o come, and put me on that vizard only. Bube. And gratulate it. [Exeunt omnes præler Rusee and Pippeau. Lat. Indeed h' bath 'scap'd strange con:

spiracy,

(me, Enter Latorch und Hamond.

Thanks to his stars! which stars he prays by Lat. You'll not be far hence, captain. You would again consult, and make a judy.

When the business
Is done, you shall receive present dispatch. On what you lately erected for my love.

Hum. I'll walki, sir, in the cloister. (Exit. Rusee. Oh, sir, we dare not!
Rusec. Monsieur Latorch ? my son,

Fiske. For our lives!
The stars are happy still that guide you hither. Bube. It is

Lat. I'm glad to hear their secretary say so, The prince's scheme!
My learned father Kusee. Where's là Fiske? Lat. T'encounter with that fear,
Monsieur de Bube? how do they?

Ilere's, to assure you, his signet; write your Rusce. At their studies;

And be secur'd all three.

[names, They are the secretaries of the stars, sir, Bube. We must entreat some time, sir, Still at their boobs, they will not be pullid Lat. I must then. off,

Entreat, it be as present as you can.
They stick like cupping-glasses. If ever men Fiske. Have you the scheme here?
Spoke with the tongrie of destiny, 'tis they. Lat. Yes.
Lat. For love's sake, let's salute 'ein.

Rusee. I would you had, sir,
Rusee. Boy, go see;

Another warrant! 56 llith wholsome two souz'd petitoes.] Mr. Theobald reads, from the old quarto, tzo sous'd; the idea which he would affix is, I suppose, twice pickied, or twice salted : But sota, souli, or sous, the French coin, making a more natural expression, and a stronger antithesis to the crown ordinaries, I thivk that the true one. Seward.

57 Almucanturies.] Alinacantors, Almicunterahs, or Almicanturaks, circles of altitude parallel to the horizon, the common pole of which is in the zenith. Bailey.

ment

Lat. What would that do?

Let's see't; dispatch; nay, fumbling now! Rusee. - Marry,

Who's this? We have a doctor, sir, that in this business Rusee, Chiet gentleman of the duke's chamWould not perform the second part.

ber, doctor. Lat. Not him

Norb. Oh, let him be; good ev'n to him! That you writ to me of?

he's a courtier;

There? Rusee. The very same.

I'll

spare his compliment, tell him. What is Lat. I should have made it, sir, my suit The geniture nocturnal, longitude to see him.

At twenty-one degrees 59, the latitude Here is a warrant, father. I conceiv'd At forty-nine and ten minutes ? Ilow are the That he had solely applied himself to magick. Cardines ?

[nutes; Rusee. And to these studies too, sir; in Fiske. Libru in twenty-four, forty-four mithis field

And Capricorn He was initiated. But we shall hardly

Norb. I see it; see the planets, Draw him from his chair.

Where, how they are dispos'd; the Sun and Lat. Tell him he shall have gold

Mercury, Fiske. Oh, such a syllable would make Murs with the Dragon's iail in the third house, him forswear

And pars Fortuna in the Imo Cæli, Ever to breathe in your sight.

Then Jupiter in the tweitch, the Cucodemon. Lat. How then?

Bube. And Venus in the sccond Interna Fiske. Sir, he, if you do please to give him Porta.

(titth, any thing,

Norb. I see it; peace! then Saturn in the Must have't convey'd under a paper.

Luna i'th' seventh, and much of Scorpio, Rusee. Or left behind some book in his study. Theu Mars his Gaudium, rising in th’AscenBube. Or in some old wall.

dent,

[l'enus, Fiske. Where his familiars

And join'd with Libra too, the house of May tell hiin of it, and that pleases him, sir. And Imom Cali, Murs his exaltation

Bube. Or else, I'll go and assay bim 58. In the seventh house, Aries being his natural Lat. Take gold with you.

house

Chim Rusee. That will not be amiss. Give it the And where he is now seated, and all these shew boy, sir;

To be the Almuter. Ile knows his holes, aud how to baithis spirits. Rusee. Yes, he's lord of the geniture,

Pip. We must lay in several places, sir. Whether you examine it by Ptolomy's way, Rusee. That's true;

Or Vessahalah's Go, Luel, or Alkindus. That if one come not, the other may hit. Fiske. No other planet bath so many dig

[Ereunt Rusee and Pippeau. nities, Lat. Well, go then. Is he so learned, Either by himself, or in regard of the cuspes. gentlemen?

Norb. Why, hold your tongue then, if you Fiske. The very top of our profession, know it; Venus mouth o'th' fates!

(take, The lady of the horoscope, being Libra, 'Pray Heav'n his spirits be in good humour to The other part, Mars rules: So that, the geniThey'll Aling the gold about the house else! Being nocturnal, Luna is the highest, (ture Bube. Ay,

None else being in suficient dignity, And beat the friar, if he go not well

She being in Aries in the seventh house, Furnish'd with holy water.

Where Sol exalted, is the Alchoroden. Fiske. Sir, you must observe him.

Bube. Yes, for you sec he hath bis termine Bube. Not cross him in a word; for then In the degrees where she is, and enjoys

By that six dignities. Fiske. If he do come, which is a bazard, Fiske. Which are clearly more yet

Than any else that view her in the scheme. Mass, he is here! this is speed!

Norb. Why, I saw this, and could have

told you too, Enter Norbret, Ruste, und Pippeau. That he beholds her with a trine aspect Norb. Where's

your
scheme?

Here out of Sugittury, almost quartile, 58 Bube. Or else I'll

go
and
(Lssay

him.] The words or else were struck out by Seward and Sympson, as ' injurious to sense and measure.'

In our opinion, they assist both.

59 At twenty-one degrees, the latitude.] This line, strange as it may appear, is in no edition but the old quarto,

60 Or Messethales.] The quarto reads, Nassahales. The right name is Messahalah: he was a Jew famous for judicial astrology, and lived in the times of the chalifs Almansor and Alinamon. Vide Salinasium de Annis Climactericis, p. 309. Sympson.

61 almost partile.] The old quarto reads, almost partly;' quartile is undoubtedly the true word. It is ditūcult to us at present to relish the jargou of a scicuce so long exploded,

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