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turn me?

Alph. [within.] Oh, oh, oh!

Both. Most miserable wretches! Rug. Hark, friar Narco!

alph. Bring hither Charity, [cold, Hark, the poor prince! That we should be And let me bug her, friar: They say she's such blockheads,

Infinite cold! devotion cannot warm her. As to be taken with his drinking first,

Draw me a river of false lovers' tears And never think what antidotes are made for! Clean thro' my breast; they're dull, cold Two wooden sculls we have, and we deserve

and forgetful, To be hang'd for't:

And will give ease. Let virgins sigh upon me, For certainly it will be laid to our charge;

Forsaken souls; their sighs are precious 37 ; As certain too, it will dispatch him speedily. Let them all sigh. Oh, hell, hell, hell! oh. Which way to turn or what to

horror! Mur. Let us pray!

Mar. To bed, good sir. Heav'n's hand is strong.

Alph. My bed will burn about me: Rug. The poison's strong, you'd say.

Like Phaeton, in all-consuming flashes

I ain enclosed! Let me fiy, let me fly, give Enter Alphonso, carried on a couch by two room!

Ilion 38, friurs.

'Twixt the cold bears, far from the raging "Would any thing-Ile comes; let's give him Lies my safe way. Oh, for a cake of ice now comtört.

To clap unto my heart to comfort me! Alph. Give me more air, air, more air! Decrepid Winter, bang npon my shoulders blow, blow!

And let me wear thy frozen icicles Open, thou Eastern gate, an: blow upon

ine! Like jewels round about my head, to cool me! Distil thy cold dews, oh, thou icy moon, My eyes hurnout, and sink into their sockets, And rivers run thro' my afilicted spirit! And my infected brain like brimstone boils ! I am all tire, fire, tire! The raging Dog-star I live in hell, and several furies vex me! Reigus in my blood! Oh, which way shall I Oh, carry me where no sun ever shew'd yet

A face of comfort, where the earth is crystal, Ætna, and all his flames burn in my head. Never to be dissolv'd! where nought inhabits Fling me into the ocean, or I perish! But night and cold, and nipping frosts, and Dir, dig, diy, till the springs fly up,


[shiver: The cold, cold springs, that I inay leap into That cut the stubborn rocks and make them 'em,

(pleasures! Set me there, friends! And bathe iny scorch'd limbs in their purling Rug. Hold fast; he must to bed, friar. Or shout me up into the higher region, What scalding sweats he has! Where treasures of delicious snow are nou- Mar. He'll scald in hell for’t, And banquets of sweet hail! [rish'l, That was the cause. Rug. Hold him fast, friar;

Alph. Drink, drink, a world of drink! Oh, bow he burns!

Fill all the cups, and all the antique vessels, Alph. What, will ye sacrifice me? And borrow pots; let me have drink enough! Upon the altarlay niy willing body, [cense; Bring all the worthy drunkards of the tinie, Aid pile your wisud up, thing your holy in- Th' experienced drunkards, let me have thein And, as I turn me, you shall see all flame, all;

fidiuts! Consuming flame. Stavd oif me, or you're And let them drink their worst, I'll make thew ashes!

I'll lie upon my back, and swallow vessels, the sighs are precious.] So all the copies. Sympsoni. 38 Betui.ct the cold beur ad the raging lion.] The leamed reader need not to be told that the bear and lion here, by a beautiful synecdoche, stand for the frigid and the torrid zones ; and betwixt the tvo, incans the temperate zone : But does safety dwell here to a man wrapt in flanes ? No; the frivid 2014 only, wich might quench their violence; can bring hunn safety, and all his other wishes hurry him

• To night and cold, to nipping frosts and winds,

• That cut the stubborn rocks and make thein shiver.' The absurdity therefore of the old reading was no sooner observed than probability ocCurred of the manner how it came into the text. I believe the Authors' manuscript lad accidentally omitted the sin beurs, and run thus:

' 'Twist the cold bear, fur from the raging lion,

Lies my safe way.' A playhouse prompter, or common corrector of the press, thinking this not English, without eniering into the spirit of the Author, would naturally correct it into the old text:

• Betwixt the cold bear and the raging lion.' And that I have therefore only restored the original is further probable from hence: The allusion to Phantoo is evidently carried ou in this line, and Orid makes Phabus acrise bimi particularly to avoid the serpent, i. e. the constellation that lies betwirt the two bears. The tererse of this therefore would naturally occur on this occasivu, Seward,


ried you



Have rivers made of cooling wine run thro' Thy innocent life, that I forbore thy bed, me,

(prince's, For if I'd touch'u thee thou hadst dicd: he Not stay for this man's health, or this great

su ore it.

(nobly, But take an ocean, and begin to all ! Oh, oh! Evun. And was not I as worihy to die

Mar. He cools a little; now away with him, To make a story for the time that follows, And to his warm bed presently.

As he that married me? What weakness, sir, Alph. No drink?

Or disability, do you see io me, No wind ? no cooling air?

Eitlier in mind or body, to defraud me Rug. You shall have any things

Of such an opportunity? D’you think I marHis bot fit lessens; Heav'n put in a hand now, And save his life! There's drink, sir, in your Only for pleasure, or content in lust? And all cool things.

(chamber, Tolull you in my arms, and kiss you hourly? Alph. Away, away; let's fly to 'em! Was this my end? I might bare been a [Exeunt. Queen, sir,


If that had caught me, and bave known all Enter Valerio and Eranthe.

There's few that would have shunn'd so fair Evan. To say you were impotent! I'm an ofier. asham'd on't!

(too, Oh, thou unfaithful fearful man, th' hast To make yourself no man? to a fresh maid kill'd me! A longing maid? upon her wedding-night In saving me this way, thou hast destroy'd To give ber such a dor? (also,

[more! Val. I prithee pardon me!

Robb'd me of that thy love can never give Eran. Tad you been drunk, 't had been To be unable to save me? Oh, misery! excusable;

[hands, Had I been my Valerio, thou Evanthe, Or, like a gentleman, under the surgeon's I would have lain with thee under a gallows, And so not able, there had been some colour; Tho' the hangman had been my Hymen, and But wretchedly to take a weakness to you,

the furies, A fearful weakness, to abuse your body, With iron whips and forks, ready to torture And let a lie work like a spell upon you, I would have hugg’d thee too, tho' hell had A lie to save your life

gap'd at me. Vali Will you give me leave, sweet? Sav'd my life? that expected to die bravely, Evan. You've taken too much leare, and That would have woo'd it too? 'Would I had too base leave too,


married To wrong your love ! Hast thou a noble spi- An eunuch, that had truly no ability 39, And canst thou look up to the people's loves, Than such a fearful liar! Thou hast done ine That call thee worthy, and not blush, Va- A scurvy courtesy, that has undove me. lerio?

(thus, Vul. I'll do no more; since you're so nobly Canst thou bebold me that thou hast betray'd fashion'd,

(you; And no shame touch thee?

Made up so strongly, I'll take my share with Val, Shame attend the sinful!

Nav, dear, I'll learn of you. I know my innocence.

Eran. He weeps too, tenderly; Evan. Ne'er think to face it, that's a dou- My anger's gone. Good iny lord, pardon me; ble weakness,

And if I have offended, be more angry: And shews thee falser still! The king himself, It was a woman's fiash, a sudden valour, Tho' he be wicked, and our enemy, (ries, That could not lie conceal'd. But juster than thou art, in pity of my inju

Val. I honour yon; Told me the truth.

By all the rites of holy marriage, Val. What did he tell, Evanthe?

And pleasures of chaste love, I wonder at you! Evun. That, but to gain thy life a fort- You appear the vision of a llear'n unto me, night longer,

[duties. Stuck all with stars of honour shining clearly, Thy lov'd poor lite, thou gav'st up all my And all the raotions of your mind celestial ! Val. I swear 'tis false! my life and death Nian is a lump of earths; the best man's are equal;

(tortune. spiritless, I've weigh'd 'em hoth, and find 'em but one To such a woman; all our lives and actions But kings are men, and live as men, and die But counterfeits in arras to this virtue. too,

(falshoods! | Chide nie again; you have so brave an anger, Have the affections men have, and their And flows so nobly from you, thus deliver'd, Indeed, they have more power to make 'em That I could suffer like a child to hear you, good.

(wench, Nay, make myself guilty of some faults to The king's to blame; it was to save thy life, 39

would I had married An eunuch, that had truly no ability,

Than such a - ] The want of rather before than such,' &c. has a fine effect, and the burry of her passion fully justities such a wilful omission in the Poet. Sympson.

honour you.


Eran. I'll chide no more; you've robb’d Keep back the day, and hide hisgolden beamy me of my courage,

Where the chaste watchful morning may pot And with a cunning patience check'd my find 'em : impudence.

Old doting Tython, bold Aurora fast, Once more, forgiveness ! [She kneels.

And tho' she blush the day-break from her Val. Will this serve, Evanthe? (Kisses her. cheeks, And this, my love? Heav'n's mercy be upon Conceal her still: Thou, heavy wain, stand But did he tell no more?

(us! And stop the quicker revolutions; [piness, Eran. Only this trifle;

Or, if the day must come to spoil our hapYou set my woman on me, to betray me: Thou envious sun, peep not upon our plea'Tis true, she did her best; a bad old woman! sure; It stirr’d mc, sir.

Thou that all lovers curse, be far off from us! Val. I cannot blame thee, jewel. Evun. And methought, when your name

Enter Custruccio,'with a guard. was sounded that way

Evan. Then let's to bed; aud this night, Val. He that will spare no fame, will spare

in all joys

And chaste delightsno name, sweet. Tho', as I am a man, I'm full of weakness, Cust. Stay! I must part ye both: [you, And may slip happily into some ignorance, It is the king's command, who bids me tell Yet at my years to be a bawd, and cozen Tomorrow is your last hour. Mine owo hopes with my doctrine

l'al. I obey, sir: Ecan. I believe not,

Iu Heav'n we shall meet, captain, where Nor never shall.-Our time is out toinorrow. king Frederick Vul. Let's be to-night then full of fruit- Dare pot appear to part us. fulness;

[py !

Cast. Mistake me not; Now we are both of one mind, let's be hap- Tho’I am rough in doing of my office, I am no more a wanting man, Evanthe, You shall find, sir, you have a friend to how Thy warm embraces shall dissolve that impotence,

Val. I thank you, sir. And iny cold lie shall vanish with thy kisses. Evun. 'Pray, captain, tell the king, You bours of night, be long as when Alcmena They that are sad on earth in Heaven shall Lay by the lusty side of Jupiter;



nour you.



It wrought upon the vull cold misty parts,

That clogg'd his soul, (which was another Enter friar Marco and Rugio.

poison, Ruk. HAVE you writ to the captain of the A desperate too)and found such matter there,

And such abundance also to resist it, Mar. Yes, and charg'd him,

And wear away the dangerous beat it Upon his soul's health, that he be not cruel; brought withi't, Told him Valerio's worth among the people, The pure blood and the spirits scap'd unAvd how it must be punished in posterity, tainted. Tho' he 'scape now.

Rug. 'Twas Ilear'n's bigh hand, none of Rug. But will not he, friar Marco,

Sorano's pity. Betray this to the king?

Mar. Most certain 'twas; had the malicious Mur. Tho' he be stubborn,

villain And of a rugged nature, yet he's honest, And honours much Valerio.

Enter Castruccio. Rug. How does Alphonso ?

Giv'n him a cooling poison, he had paid him, For now, methinks, my heart is light again, Rug. The captain of the castle! And pale fear fled.

Mur. Oh, you're welcome. Mar. He is as well as I am;

How does your prisoner? The rogue, against his will, has sav'd his life: Cast. Ile must go for dead; A desp'rate poison has re-cur'd the prince. But when I do a deed of so much villainy,

Rug. To me 'tis most miraculous. I'll have my skin pull'd o'er mine ears, iny Mar. To me too,

lord! 'Till I consider why it should do so;

Tho' I'm the king's, I'm none of his abuses. And now I've found it a most excellent phy- How does your royal charge? That I might sicki

see once !

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Enter Alphonso and friers.

Rug. Strong enough, i'll warrant you.

Exeunt. dlar. I pray sce pow; you are a trusty gentleman.

Enter Tony and Podramo. Alph. Good, fathers, I thank Ileav'n, I feel Pod. Who are all these that crowd about no sickness

the court, Fool? Cast. He speaks again!

{spirit. Those strange new faces?
Alph. Nothing that bars the free use of my Tony. They are suitors, coscomb,
Mlethinks the air is sweet to ine; and company Dainty fine suitors to the widow-lady.
A thing I covet now. Castruccio:

Th' hädst best make one of 'em; thou'lt be Cast, Sir.

bang'd as handsomely follow'd, jle speaks and knows! For Ilcav'n's sake, At the Month's end, and with as much joy break my pate, lord,

(lo 'twere tomorrow) as many mourning That I may be sure I sleep no:!

brawds for thee,

(nishes, dlph. Thou wert honest,

And holy nuns whose vestal fire ne'er vaEver

among the rank of good men counted. Io sackclothi smocks, as if thou wert heir I have been absent, long out of the world,

apparent A dream I've liv'd. How does it look, Ca- To all the impious suburbs and the sink-holes. What wonders are abroad? (struccio? Pod. Out, you base rogue ! Cust. I fling oil duty

[ness) Tony. Why dost abuse thyself? To your dead brother, í for he's dead in good Thou art to blame; I take thee for a gena And to the living hope of brave Alphonso,


Ther? The noble heir of Nature and of 11-nour, But why does riot thy lord and master marry I fasten my allegiance.

Pod. Ily, she's his sister. Alur. Softly, captain;

secret. Tony. "Tis the better, Fool; [blood, We dire not trust the air with this bless'd He may make bold with his own flesh and Good sir; be close again; Ileav'nı has restor'd For o'my conscience there's none else will you,

trust him; And by miraculous means, to your fair health, Then he may pleasure the king at a dead And made the instrument your enemies' ma- pitich too,

art, lice,

Without a Mephestophilus 40, sach as thou Which does prognosticate your noble fortune; And engross tie royal disease like a true subLet not our careless joy lose you again, sir, Pud. Thou wilt be whipp'd. (ject. Help to deliver you to a further danger. Tony. I'm sure thou wilt be hang’d; I

pray you pass in, and rest a while forgotten; I've lost a ducat else', which I'd be loath to For if your brother come to onow you're well again,

Without certainty. They appear 4'. And ready to inherit, as your right, [life,

Suitors pass bya Before we're strengthenough to assure your Ped. Why, these are rascals. What will become of you? and what shall we Tony. They were incant to be so; Deserve, in all opinions that are honest, Does thy master deserve better kindred ? For our loss of judgment, care, and loyalty? Pud. There's an old lewyer, Rug. Dear sir, pass in. Hleav'n has begun Triinm'u

up like a gally-toist +2; what would the work,

le do witb her? And bless'd us all; let our endeavours follow, Toiny. As usurers do with their gold; he To preserve this biessing to our timely uses,

would look on ber,

(report, And bring it to the noble end we aim at: And read ber over once a-day, like a hard Letour cares work now, and our eyes pick out Feed his dulleye, and keep his tingers itchiny: An hour to shew you safely to your subjects; For any thing else, she may appeal to a parA secure lour!


piece. 21;;h. I'm counsell'd: Ye are faithful. Sub pænu's and posteas 43 bave spoil'd his codCost. Which hour shall not be long, as we There's a physician too, older than he', shali handle it.

Aud Gallen Gallinaceus, but he has lost his Once more, the tender of my duty !

lle would be vibbling too.

[spurs: Alph. Thank ye.

Pod. I mark'd the man,
Cust. Keep you the monastery.

If he be a man.
Jo Mephestophilus.] A familiar spirit attending upon Dr. Faustus. Sympson.

41 They uppeur.) Mr. Sympson supposes, we cannot tell why, that these words were stage-direction, and not the original text."

4. Guily-toist.] i.e. like a vessel dressed out and decorated. The city-barge, which was used upon the lord-mayor's day, when he was sworn into his office at Westminster, used to ke called the galintoist.

See also note 38 in Philaster. R.
13 Sub pana's und post kacs have spoil'd.) Amended by Mr. Sympson.


give way

Tony. H' has much ado ta be so;

Cast. Did you name the monastery?
Searcloths and sirrups glew him close to- Fred. Yes, I did, captain.

(tients, Cust. I saw the friar this morning, and lord
lled fall a-pieces else : Mending of she-pa- Rogio,
And then trying whether they be right or no Bitterly weeping, and wringing of their hands;
In his own person, (there's the honest care And all the holy men hung down their heads.

Sur. 'Tis done, I'll warrant you.
Has mollified the man: If he do marry her, Cast, I ask'd the reason.
And come but to warm him well at Cupid's Fred. What answer harist thou?

Cast. This in few words, sir: ceasid,
lle'll bulge so subtilly and suddenly, Your brother's dead; this morning be de-
You may snatch him up by parcels, like a I was your servant, and I wepi not, sir;

(sir, I knew 't was for your good.
Will your worship gn, and look upon the rest, Fred. It shall be far thine too,
And hear what they can say for themselves? Captain; indeed it shall. Oh, my Sorano,
Poid. I'll follow thee.


Now we shall live!

Sar, Ay, now there's none to trouble you. Enter Camillo, Jenallo, Cleanthes, and Ca

Fred. Captain, bring out the woman; and struccio. Cum. You tell us wonders!

To any suitor that shall come to marry her,
Cust. But I tell you truths ;

Of what degree se'er.
They are both well.

Cust. It shall be done, sir. [Erit Cast. dien, Why are not we in arms then?

Fred. Oh, let me have a lusty banquet And all the island given to know Him

after it; Cast. Discreetly And privately it must be done: 'twill miss Enter Evanthe, Camillo, Cleanthes, llenallo, else,


und Tony. And prove our ruins. Most o’th' noble citi- I will be high and merry! Know it by ine, and stay the hour to attend it. Sor. There be some lords

[sir; Prepare your hearts and friends, let theirs be That I could counsel you to fling from court, riglit toe,

They pry into our actions. They are such
And Aeep about the king, t'avoid suspicion. The foolish people call their country's bo-
When you shall bear the castle-beli, take nours,

(lonist brave things) and stile them with And stand like men. Away! the king is

suclı title: coming

[Ereuni lords. As if they were the patterns of the kingdom;

Which makes them proud, and prone to look
Enter Frederifk and Sorano.
Fred. Now, captain! What have you done And talk at random of our actions.
with your prisoner?

They should be lovers, sir, of your commands, Cust. He's dead, sir, and his body flung Andi followers of your will, bridles and curbs into the sea,

To the hard-headed commons that malign us;
To feed the fishes; 'twas your will, I take it; They come bere to do honour to my sister,
I did it from a strong commission,

To laugh at your severity, and fright us:
And stood not to capitulate.

If they had power, what would these mendo! Fred. 'Tis well done,

[anger Do you hear, sir, bow privily they whisper? And I shall love


for faith. What Fred. I shall sakince 'em, Or sorrow did he utter at his end?

And to their shanies, w

within this week, Sorano;
Cust. 'Faith, little, sir, that I gave any car In the mean time, have patience.

(sion Sor, How they leer 45,
He would have spoke, but I had no connis- And look upon me as I were a monster!
To argue with him, so I fung him off. [up, And talk and jeer! How I shall pull your
His lady would bave seen ; but I lock'd ber plunes, lords,

[days! For fear her woman's tears should hinder us. How I shall fuumble you within these two Fred. 'Tivas trusty stiil. I wonder, my Your great names, nor your country, cannot,

We hear not from the monastery: I believe Fred. Let in the suitors.--Yet submit, I'll
They gave it not, or else it wrought not fully.

pardan you.
41 And all the island given to know.) As the scene is throughout at Naples, this expression,
if not a corruption, is a flagrant oversight. Sympson.

How they jeer!
And look u pon me as I were a monster,

And talk and jeer.] We have no doubt hnt jeer, in the first place, is corrupt, and have therefore substituted leer: Leer and look; talk and jeer,

into us,


save ye.

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