Hyperion to a Satyr: fo loving to my mother, him, Why, fhe would hang on As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on: and yet, within a month- O heaven! a beaft, that wants difcourfe of reafon, Would have mourn'd longer-married with my uncle, My father's brother; but no more like my father, But break, my heart; for I muft hold my tongue! By the Satyr is meant Pan, as by Hyperion, Apollo. Pan and Apollo were brothers, and the allufion is to the contention bethofe two gods for the preference in mufick. WARBURTON. $ In former editions, That be permitted not the winds of heaven] This is a fophiftical reading, copied from the players in fome of the modern editions, for want of understanding the poet, whofe text is corrupt in the old impreffions: all of which that I have had the fortune to fee, concur in reading; So loving to my mother, That he might not beteene the winds of heaven Beteene is a corruption without doubt, but not fo inveterate a one, but that, by the change of a fingle letter, and the feparation of two words miftakenly jumbled together, I am verily perfuaded, I have retrieved the poet's reading-That be might not let e'en the winds of heaven, &c. THEOBALD. Enter Horatio, Bernardo, and Marcellus. Hor. Hail to your lordship! Ham. I am glad to fee you well: Horatio,or I do forget myself? Hor. The fame, my lord, and your poor fervant ever. Ham. Sir, my good friend; I'll change that name with you 9. I And what make you from Wittenberg, Horatio? Marcellus! Mar. My good lord. 2 Ham. I am very glad to fee you; good Even, Sir. We'll teach you to drink deep, ere you depart. Hor. Indeed, my lord, it follow'd hard upon. I what make you] A familiar phrase for what art you doing. JOHNSON. 2 good Even, Sir.] So the copies. Sir Th. Hanmer and Dr. Warburton put it, good morning. The alteration is of no importance, but all licence is dangerous. There is no need of any change. Between the firft and eighth fcene of this act it is apparent, that a natural day muft pafs, and how much of it is already over, there is nothing that can determine. The king has held a council. It may now as well be evening as morning. JOHNSON. Did coldly furnish forth the marriage-tables. My father methinks, I fee my father. Ham. In my mind's eye, Horatio. Hor. I faw him once, he was a goodly king. Ham. He was a man, take him for all in all, * I fhall not look upon his like again. Hor. My lord, I think, I faw him yefternight. Hor. My lord, the king your father. Hor. 5 Seafon your admiration but a while, This marvel to you. Ham. For heaven's love, let me hear. Her. Two nights together had thefe gentlemen, 3 Deareft, for direft, moft dreadful, most dangerous. JOHNSON. Deareft fignifies most confequential, important. So in Romeo and Juliet: -a ring that I must use "In dear employment." So in Timon: "In our dear peril." Again in Twelfth Night: "Whom thou in terms fo bloody and fo dear So in K. Hen. IV. P. 1. 66 Which art my nearest and dearest enemy.” STEEVENS. 4 Ifhall not look upon his like again.] Mr. Holt proposes to read from Sir Samuel's emendation, Eye fhall not look upon his like again;" and thinks it is more in the true fpirit of Shakespeare than the other. STEEVENS. 5 Seafon your admiration] That is, temper it. JOHNSON. Been thus encounter'd. A figure like your father, Within his truncheon's length; whilft they, distill'd This to me And I with them, the third night, kept the watch: Form of the thing, each word made true and good, Thefe hands are not more like. Ham. But where was this? Mar. My lord, upon the platform where we watch'd. Ham. Did you not speak to it? Hor. My lord, I did; But anfwer made it none: yet once, methought, It lifted up its head, and did address Itself to motion, like as it would speak : But, even then, the morning cock crew loud; with the ACT of fear,] Shakespeare could never write fo improperly as to call the paffion of fear, the act of fear. Without doubt the true reading is, Fear is -with TH' EFFECT of fear. WARBURTON. Here is an attestation of fubtilty without accuracy. every day confidered as an agent. Fear laid hold on him; fear drove him away. If it were proper to be rigorous in examining trifles, it might be replied, that Shakefpeare would write more erroneously, if he wrote by the direction of this critick; they were not diftilled, whatever the word may mean, by the effect of fear; for that diftillation was itfelf the effect; fear was the caufe, the active caufe, that diffilled them by that force of operation which we ftrictly call at involuntary, and power in involuntary agents, but popularly call a in both. But of this too much. JOHNSON. Ham. Ham. 'Tis very strange. Hor. As I do live, my honour'd lord, 'tis true; And we did think it writ down in our duty To let you know of it. Ham. Indeed, indeed, Sirs, but this troubles me. Hold you the watch to-night? Both. We do, my lord. Ham. Arm'd, fay you? Both. Arm'd, my lord. Ham. From top to toe? Both. My lord, from head to foot. Ham. Then faw you not his face? Hor. Oh, yes, my lord, he wore his beaver up. Hor. A countenance more in forrow than in anger. Ham. Pale, or red? Hor. Nay, very pale. Ham. And fix'd his eyes upon you ? Hor. Moft conftantly. Ham. I would I had been there. Hor. It would have much amaz'd you. Ham. Very like, very like: ftaid it long? Hor. While one with moderate hafte might tell a hundred. Both. Longer, longer. Hor. Not when I faw it. Ham. His beard was grizzl'd? No? Hor. It was, as I have feen it in his life, A fable filver'd. Ham. I'll watch to-night; perchance, 'twill walk again. Hor. I warrant you, it will. Ham. If it affume my noble father's perfon, Let |