+ Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, Flor. What? like a corfe? Per. No, like a bank, for love to lie and play on; But quick, and in mine arms. Come, take your flowers: In Whitfun' paftorals: fure, this robe of mine Flo. What you do, Still betters what is done. When you fpeak, fweet, I'd have you buy and fell fo; fo give alms; To fing them too: When you do dance, I wish you So fingular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the prefent deeds, 7 bold oxlips,] The oxlip has not a weak flexible stalk like the cowflip, but erects itfelf boldly in the face of the fun. Wallis, in his Hift. of Northumberland, fays, that the great oxlip grows a foot and a half high. STEEVENS. 8 not to be buried, But quick, and in mine arms.] So, Marston's Infatiate Countess, 1613: "Ifab. Heigh ho, you'll bury me, I fee. "Rob. In the fwan's down, and tomb thee in my arms." Again, in Pericles, Prince of Tyre; 1609: 9 O come, be buried "A fecond time within thefe arms." MALONE. Each your doing, &c.] That is, your manner in each aft crowns the act. JOHNSON. Per. Per. O Doricles, Your praifes are too large: but that your youth, Flo. I think, you have As little skill to fear2, as I have purpose That never mean to part. Per. I'll fwear for 'em. Pol. This is the prettiest low-born lafs, that ever Ran on the green-fward: nothing fhe does, or feems, But fmacks of fomething greater than herself; Too noble for this place. Cam. He tells her fomething, That makes her blood look out 3: Good footh, fhe is Dor. Mopfa must be your miftrefs: marry, garlick, I but that your youth, And the true blood which peeps fairly through it,] So, Marlowe, in his Hero and Leander : "Through whofe white fkin, fofter than foundest sleep, The part of this poem that was written by Marlowe, was published, I believe, in 1593, but certainly before 1598, a Second Part or Continuation of it by H. Petowe having been printed in that year. It was entered at Stationers' Hall in September 1593, and is often quoted in a Collection of verfes entitled England's Parnaffus, printed in 1600. From that collection it appears, that Marlowe wrote only the first two Seftiads, and about a hundred lines of the third, and that the remainder was written by Chapman. MALONE. 2 I think, you have As little skill to fear,-] You as little know how to fear that I am falfe, as &c. MALONE. 3 He tells her fomething, That makes her blood look out:] That makes her blush. THEOBALD. The old copy has on't. Corrected by Mr. Theobald, MALONE. Mop Mop. Now, in good time! Clown. Not a word, a word; we ftand upon our man ners +. Come, ftrike up. [Mufick. Here a dance of Shepherds and Shepherdeffes. Pol. Pray, good fhepherd, what Fair fwain is this, which dances with your daughter? Shep. They call him Doricles; and he boafts himselfs To have a worthy feeding: but I have it Upon his own report, and I believe it; He looks like footh: He fays, he loves my daughter; As 'twere, my daughter's eyes: and, to be plain, Who loves another beft. Pol. She dances featly. Shep. So the does any thing; though I report it, Do light upon her, the fhall bring him that we ftand &c.] That is, we are now on our behaviour. JOHNSON. and be boafts bimfelf] The old copy reads-and boafts himfelf; which cannot, I think, be right. The emendation was made by Mr. Rowe. Perhaps Shakspeare wrote-'a boafts himself. MALONE. a worthy feeding:] I conceive feeding to be a pafture, and a worthy feeding to be a tract of pafturage not inconfiderable, not unworthy of my daughter's fortune. JOHNSON. Dr. Johnton's explanation is juft. So, in Drayton's Moon-calf: "To have kept fafe, by thefe vile cattle spoil'd." STEEVENS. Worthy fignifies valuable, fubftantial. So Antonio fays in Twelfth Night: "But were my worth as is my confcience firm, 7 He looks like footh :] Socth is truth. Obfolete. STEEVENS. Enter Enter a Servant. Ser. O mafter, if you did but hear the pedler at the door, you would never dance again after a tabor and pipe; no, the bag-pipe could not move you: he fings feveral tunes, fafter than you'll tell money; he utters them as he had eaten ballads, and all men's ears grew to his tunes. Clown. He could never come better: he fhall come in: I love a ballad but even too well; if it be doleful matter, merrily fet down, or a very pleasant thing indeed, and fung lamentably. Ser. He hath fongs, for man, or woman, of all fizes; no milliner can fo fit his cuftomers with gloves 9: he has the prettiest love-fongs for maids; fo without baudry, which is ftrange; with fuch delicate burdens of dildos, and fadings: jump her and thump her; and where fome ftretch-mouth'd rafcal would, as it were, mean mischief, and break a foul gap into the matter, he makes the maid to answer, Whoop, do me no harm, good man; puts him off, flights him, with Whoop, do me no harm, good man3. Pol. This is a brave fellow. Clown. Believe me, thou talkest of an admirable-conceited fellow. Has he any unbraided wares ? Ser. 8 - doleful matter merrily fet down,-] This feems to be another ftroke aimed at the title-page of Preston's Cambises, “A lamentable Tragedy, mixed full of pleafant mirth, &c." STEEVENS. 9no milliner can fo fit his customers with gloves:] In the time of our author, and long afterwards, the trade of a milliner was carried on by men. MALONE. of dildos,-] "With a hie dildo dill" is the burthen of the Batchelor's Feaft, an ancient ballad, and is likewife called the tune of it. STEEVENS. -fadings:] An Irish dance of this name is mentioned by Ben Jonfon, in The Irish Masque at Court, Vol. V. p. 421, 2: 3 and daunth a fading at te wedding." TYRWHITT. - Whoop, do me no barm, good man.] This was the name of an old fong. In the famous hiftory of Fryar Bacon we have a ballad to the sune of, "Ob! do me no barme, good man." FARMER. 4-unbraided wares ?] I believe by unbraided wares, the Clown means, Ser. He hath ribands of all the colours i'the rainbow; points, more than all the lawyers in Bohemia can learnedly handle, though they come to him by the grofs; inkles, caddiffes, cambricks, lawns: why, he fings them over, as they were gods or goddeffes: you would think, a fmock were a fhe-angel; he fo chants to the fleeve-hand, and the work about the square on't. Clown. means, has he any thing befide laces, which are braided, and are the principal commodity fold by ballad-finging pedlars. Yes, replies the fervant, be has ribbons, &c. which are things not braided, but woven. The drift of the Clown's question, is either to know whether Autolycus has any thing better than is commonly fold by fuch vagrants; any thing worthy to be prefented to his miftrefs: or, as probably, by enquiring for fomething which pedlars usually have not, to escape laying out his money at all. The following paffage in Any Thing for a quiet Life, however, leads me to fuppofe that there is here fome allufion which I cannot explain: "She fays that you fent ware which is not warrantable, braided ware, and that you give not London measure." STEEV. The clown is perhaps inquiring not for fomething better than common, but for fmooth and plain goods. Has he any plain wares, not twisted into braids? Mr. Mafon is likewife of this opinion. Ribands, cambricks, and lawns, all answer to this description. MALONE. 5 points, more than all the lawyers in Bobemia can learnedly bandle,] The points that afford Antolycus a subject for this quibble, were laces with metal tags to them. Aiguilettes, Fr. MALONE. 6 Cadiffes,] Caddis is, I believe, a narrow worsted tape. I remember when very young to have heard it enumerated by a pedler among the articies of his pack. There is a very narrow flight ferge of this name now made in France. Inkle is a kind of tape alfo. MALONE. 7-feeve-hand,-] In Cotgrave's Di&t. "Poignet de la chemife" is Englished the wristband, or gathering at the fleeve-band of a shirt." Again, in Leland's Collectanea, Vol. IV. p. 293, king James's "fhurt was broded with thred of gold," and in p. 341, the word fleeve-band occurs, and feems to fignify the cuffs of a furcoat, as here it may mean the cuffs of a fmock. I conceive, that the work about the fquare on't, fignifies the work or embroidery about the bofom part of a fhift, which might then have been of a square form, or might have a square tucker, as Anne Bolen and Jane Seymour have in Houbraken's engravings of the heads of illuftrious perfons. So, in Fairfax's tranflation of Talo, b. xii. ft. 64: "Between her breafts the cruel weapon rives "Her curious fquare, emboss'd with fwelling gold." TOLLET. The following paffage in John Grange's Garden, 1577, may likewise VOL. IV. P tend |