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P. Henry. And yours, most noble Bardolph! for he misuses thu favours so much, that he steari,
Bard. [to the page.] Come, you virtuous ass, Thou art to marry his sister Nell. Repent at idle you bashful tool, niusi you be blushing? Where- imes as thou ma:i'st, and so farewell. Thin:,by fore blush you now? What a maii'enly man at rea unui no, fathich is as much us to su, us i hoit arms are you become? Is it such a matter, to get 5 Justst him) jach balsta:), with my familiars; Joha a pottle-pot's maiden-head?
brothers and sisters; and Sir John, with Page. He call'd meeven now, my lord, through ail Europe. My lord, I will steep this letter in ared lattice, and I could discern nopart of his face sack, and make him eat it. from the window : at last, I spy'd his eyes; and P. Hinro. That's to make him eat twenty of his methought he had maile two holes in the ale 10 words. Dit do you use me thus, Ned: must I wife's new petticoat, and peep'd through.
marry your sister? P. Henry. Hath not the boy profited?
Pers. May the wench have no worse fortune! Bard. Away, you whoreson upright rabbel, but neier said so. away!
Pillent. Well, thus we play the fuol with the Page, Away, you rascally Althea's dream, 15 time; and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds, away!
and mock us. Is your master bere in London? P. Henry. Instruct us, boy: What dream, boy: Burd. Yes, mv lord.
Puge. Marry, my lord, Althea dream'u she P. Henry. Where sups he: doth the old boar was diliver'd of a tirebrand; and therefore I call lated in the old frank?
(cheap. him her dream.
Bard. At the old place, my lord; in EastP. Henry. A crown's worth of good interpreta: P. IIenry. What company? tion. There it is, boy. [Gives him mone!! Puge. Ephesians", my lord; of the old church.
Poins. O, that this good blossom could be hepi P. Henry. Sup any women with him? from cankers!—Well, there is six-pence to pred Page. None, my lord, but old mistress Quick. serve thee.
25ly, and mistress Doll Tear-sheet. Bard. An you do not make him be hang'a P. Henry. What pagan’ may that be? among you, tie gallows shall bave wrong.
Page. A proper gentlewoman, sir, and a king-> P. Henry. And how dot thy master, Bardolph: woman of my master's.
Bard. Well, my good lord. Fie heard of your P. llenry. Even such kin, as the parish heifers grace's coming to town; there's a letter for you. 30 are to the town bull. --Shall we steal upon them, P. Henry. Deliver'd with good respect.-And Ned, at supper?
(vou. how doth the martlemas' your master ?
Poins. I am your shadow, my lord; I'll follow Bard. In bodily health, sir.
P. Henry. Sirrahı, you boy,---and Bardolph;Foins. Marry, the immortal part needs a phy- no word to your master, that I am yet come to sician: but that moves not him; though that be 35 town: There's for your silence. sick, it dies not.
Bird. I have no tongue, sir. P. Ilenry. I do allow this wen’ to be as familiar Page. And for mine, sir, -I will govern it. with me as my dog: and he holds his place; for, P. Henry. Fare ye well; go.—This Doll Tear look you, how he writes.
sheet should be some road. Poins reads. John Fulstal, knight,- -Every 401 Poins. I warrant you, as common as the way man must know that, as oft as he hath occasion to between St. Alban's and London. name himself. Even like those that are kin to the P. Henry. How might we see Falstaff bestow king; for they never prick their finger, but they himself to-night in his true colours, and not oursay, There is some of the king's blood spilt.--Hore Iselves he seen? comes that? says he, that takes upon him not to 45 Poins. Put on two leather jerkins, and aprons, conceive: the answer is as ready as a borrow- and wait upon hins at his table as drawers. er's cap'; I am the king's poor cousin, sir.
P. Tienry. From a goc to a bull? a beavy deP. Henry. Nay, they will be kin to us, or they scension! it was Jove's case. From a prince to a will fetch it from Japher. But to the letter:- prentice? a low transformation! that shall be
Poins. Sir John Balstuff, knight, to the son of isolmine: for, in every thing, the purpose must weigh the king, nearest his father, Harry prince of with the folly. Follow me, Ned. [Exeunt. l'ales, greeting:- Why, this is a certificate.
SC EN E III. P. Henry. Peace!
larkroorth Castle. Poins. I will imitute the honourable Romani in Enter Northumberland, Lady Northumberland, brezity:-sre he means brevity in breath; hort-55
und Lady; Percy. winded.--I commend me to thee, I commend thee, North. I pray thee, loving wife, and gentle and I leave thee. Be not too fumiliar with Poins ;
daughter, That is, the autumn, or rather the latter spring ; nieaning, the old fellow withi juveuile passions. Martlemas is corrupted from Martinmas, the teast of St. Jartin, the eleventh of November. ?i. e. this tumid excrescence of a man. Warburton explains this allusion by observing, that a man who goes to borrow money, is of all others the most complaisant; his cap is always at hand. .* By the honourable Roman is probably intended Julius Caesar, whose reni, vidi, rici, seems to be alluded to in lhe beginning of the letter.
• Probably the cant word in those times for topers. The cant word perhaps for prostitute.
- Frunk is stij.
Give even way unto my rough affairs :
Then join you with them, like a rib of steel, Put not you on the visage of the times,
To make strength stronger; but, for all our loves, And be, like them, to Percy troubleso.ne. First let them try themselves : So did your son ; L. orth. I have given over, I will speak no He was so suffer'd; so came I a widow;
And never shall have length of life enough, Do what you will; your wisdom be your guide. To rain upon remembrance with mine eyes,
North. Alas, sweet wife, my honour is at pawn; That it may grow and sprout as high as heaven, And, but my going, nothing can redeem it. For recordation to my noble husband. [mind L. Percy. Oh, yet, for heaven's sake, go not to North. Come, come, go in with me: 'tis with my these wars!
110 As with the tide swell'd up unto its height, The time was, father, that you broke your word That makes a still stand, running neither way. When you were more endear'd to it than now; Fain would I go to meet the archbishop, When yourown Percy,when my heart's dear Harry, But many thousand reasons hold me back:Threw many a northward look, to see his father I will resolve for Scotland; there am I, Bring up his powers; but he did long' in vain. 15 Till timeand vantagecravemy company.[Exeunt. Who then persuaded you to stay ai home?
The Bour's Head Tavern in East-cheap. In the grey vault of heaven: and, by his light, 20
Enter truo Drawers. Did all the chivalry of England move
i Dracu. What the devii hast thou brought To do brare acts: he was, indeed, the glass there? apple-Johns? Thou know'st, Sir John Wherein the noble youth dhe dress themselves. cannot endure an apple-John'. He had no legs, that practis'd not his gait:
2 Draw. Mass, thou say'st true: The prince And speaking thick, whichnaturemade his blemis, 25 once et a dish ot apple-Johns before him, and told Became the accents of the valiant ;
him, there were tive more Sir Johns; and, putting For those that could speak low, and tardily, otthis hat, said, I will now take my'leure of these Would turn their own perfection to abuse', sir ilry, round, old, wher'd knights. It anger'd To seem like him: So that, in speech, in gait, him to the heart; but he hath forgot that. In diet, in affections of delight,
301 i Draw. Why, then, cover, and set them down: In military rules, humours of blood,
And see if thou can'st find out Sneak’s* noise; He was the mark and glass, copy and book, mistress Tear-sheet would fain hear some music. That fashion dothers. And him, -0 wondrous him! Dispatch :-The room where they supp'd is too O miracle of men !-him did you leave,
hot; they'll come in straight. (Second to none, unseconded by you)
35 2 Druz. Siirah, here will be the prince and To look upon the hideous god of war
master Poins anon: and they will put on two of In disadvantage; to abide a fielel,
our jerkins, and aprons; and Sir John must not Where nothing but the sound of Rotspur's name know it: Bardolph hath brought word. Did seem derensible:-30 you left him:
| Draz. Then here will be old utiss: It will Never, O nerer, do his ghost the wrong,
40 be an excellent stratagem. To hold your honour more precise and nice
2 Draw. I'll see, if I can find out Sneak. [Exit, With others, than with him; let them alone;
Enter Hostess and Doll Tear-sheet. The marshal, and the archbishop, are strong: Host. Sweet-heart, methinks you are now in an Had my sweet Harry had but all their numbers, lexcellent good temperality: your puisidge beats as To-day might 1, hanging on Iloi pur's neck, toextraordinarily as heart would desire; and your Hare talk'd of Monmouth's grave.
colour, I warrant you, is as red as any rose: But, North. Beshrew your heart,
li faitli, you have drank too much canaries ; and Fair daughter! you do draw my spirits from me, that's a marvellous searching wine, and it perWith new lamenting ancient oversights.
fumes the blood ere we can say; -What's this? But I must go, and meet with danger there; How do you now? Or it will seek me in another place,
Dol. Better than I was. Ilem. And find me worse provided.
Hoit. Why, that was well said ; A good heart's L. North. O, fly to Scotland,
worth gold. Look, here comes Sir Jólin. Till that the nobles, and the amned commons,
Enter Falstaff Have of their puissance made a little taste.
Fal. I'hen Arthur first in court--Empty thejorL. Percy. If they get ground and vantage of dan--and rus u worthy king: flow now, mistress the king,
[Exit Drurver. Theobald conjectures that the poet wrote look in vain. Alluding to the plant, rosemary, so called, and used in funerals. * This apple will keep two years, but becomes very wrinkled and shrivelled. " Dr. Johnson savs, Sveak vas a street minstrei, and therefore the drawer goes out to listen if he can hear him in the neighbourhood. A noise of musicians anciently signified a concert or company of them. Faltati andresses them as a company in another scene of ibis play. Utis, a word yet in use in some counti's, signaturg a merry festival, from the French huit, octo, ab A. S. Eahta, octatæ festi alicujus, Uballitos signiiies festivity in a great degree.
İLost. Sick of a calın': yea, good sooth.
Host. Tilly-fally, Sir John, never tell me; your Ful. So is all her sect“; if they be once in a ancient swaggerer comes not in my doors. I was calm, they are sick.
before master Tisicki, the deputy, the other day : Dol. You muddy rascal, is that all the comfort and, as he said to me,-it was no longer ago than you give me?
5 Wednesday last, -Neighbour Quichly, sayshe; Fal. You make fat rascals', mistress Doll. master Dümb, our minister, was by ihen;
Dol. I make them! gluttony and diseases make Neighbour Quichly, says he, receite those that are thein; I make them not.
irit; for, saith be, you are in an ill nam.;--nov Fal. If the cook help to make the gluttony, you
he saici I can tell whereupon: for, says he, you help to make the diseases, Doll: we catch of you, 10 are an honest zwoman, and will thought on; thereDoll, we catch of you; grant that, my poor virtue, ktore take heed whut guests you receive : Receite,
says he, no szuggering companions. There Dol. Ay, marry ; our chains, and our jewels. comes none here:- you would bless you to hear
Fal. Your brooches, pearls, and orches* ;--for what he said:-10, 1'll no swaggerers. to serve bravely, is to come balting off, youts Ful. Ile's no siraggerer, hostess; a tame cheatknow: To come off the breach with his pike bem fer, lie; you may stroak lzim as gently as a pupbravely, and to surgery bravely; to venture upon P!-greyhound: lie will not swagger with a Barbathe charg'd chambers bravely:
ry hen, it her feathers turn bach in any shew of Dol. Hang yourself, you muddy conger, hang fresistance ---Call him up, crawer. yourself!
20 Host. Cheater, call you him? I will bar no leHost. Wly, this is the old fashion; you two nest man my house, nor no cheaterlo: But I do never meet, but you fall to some discord: you are noi love swaggering, by my troth; I am the worse, both, in good troth, as rheumatico as to dry when one sayswagger; feel, masters how I toasts”; you cannot one bear with another's con- shake; look you, I warrant you. firmities. What the good-jere! one must bear,/25 Dol. So you do, hostess. and that must be you: you are the weaker vessel, Host. Dól? yea, in very truth, do I, an 'twere as they say, the emptier vessel. [To Doll. an aspen kal: I cannot abide swaggerers.
Doi. Cana weak empty vessel bear such a huge Enter Pistol, Burdolph, and Puge. full hogshead? There's a whole merchant's venture Pist. 'Save you, Sir John! of Bourdeaux stuff in him; you have not sen a 30 Ful. Welcome, ancient Pistol. Here, Pistol. I hulk better stuil'd in the hold.—Come, l'il bel charge you with a cup of sack: do you discharge friends with thee, Jack: thou art a going to the
upon mine hostess. wars; and whether I shall ever see thee again, ou Pist. I will discharge upon ber, Sir John, with no, there is nobody cares.
two bullets. Re-enter Drucker.
35 Ful. She is pistol-proof, sir; you shall hardly Drarv. Sir, ancient Pistols below, and would offend her. speak with you.
Host. Come, I'll drink no proofs, nor no bullets: Dril. Hang him, swaggering rascal! let him not P'll drink no more than will do ine good, for no come hither: it is the foul-nioutli’dst rogue in Iman's pleasure, l". England.
40 Pist. Then to you, mistress Dorothy; I will
I Most. If he swagger, let him not come here: charge you. no, by my faith ; I must live amongst my neigh- Do?. Charge me; I scorn you, scurvy, compabours; I'II no swaggerers: I am in good name and nion! What! you poor, base, rascally, cheating, fame with the very best:--Shut the door ;-here lack-linev mate! Away, you mouldy rugue, away! comes no swaggerers here; I have not liv'd all thi | 51 am meat for your master. while, to have swaggering now;-shut the door Pist. Ihnow you, mistress Dorothy. I pray you.
Dol. Away, you cut-purse rascal! you filthy Fal. Dost thou hear, hostess?
bung'', away; by this wine, I'll thrust my Ilost. Pray you, pacify yourself, Sir Johın: there knite in your mouldy chaps, an you play the saucy comes no swaggerers here.
50 cuttles with me. Away! you botile-ale rascal Ful. Dost thou hear? it is mine ancient. you basket-hilt stale juggler, you !-Since when, I
Meaning, probably, of a qualm. ? That is, her profession; or perhaps ser may be meant. Fal:tait alludes to a phrase of the forest. Lean deer are caled rascul deer. He tell her she calls him wrong, for being fat, he cannot be a rascal. * This is a line in an old song. Brooches were chains of gold that women wore formerly about their necks. Ouches were busses of gold set with diamonds. Instead of gold and diamonds Falstaff intends to deseribe the several stages of the venereal disease.
To understand this quibble, it is necessary to observe, that a chumber signifies not only an apartment, but a piece of ordnane. A chamber is likewise that part of a mine where the powder is lodged. • Rheumatic, in the cant language of those times, signitied capricious, humoursome. Which cannot meet but they grałe one another. * Ancient Pistol is the same as Ensign Pistol. Gamester and cheutor were, in Shakspeare's age, synonimous terms. 1 The humour of this consists in the woman's mistaking the title of cheater (or gumester) for that oficer of the exchequer called an escheator, well known to the common people of that time; and named, either corruptly or satirically, a cheater. ! The duplication of the pronoun was very common. The French still use this idiom-- Je suis Parisien, moi. "? In the cant of thievery, to nip a bung was to cut a purse.
1 Cittile and cuttle-boung were the cant terms for the finite used by the sharpers of thetae to cut the bottoms of purses, which tsrose then worn bunying it the girdle,
pray you, sir?-What, with two points' on your Pist. Die men, like dogs; girecrowns like pins ; shoulder? mucha!
Have we not Hiren here? Pist. I will murder your ruff for this.
llost. O'my word, captain, there's none such Fal. No more, Pistol; I would not have you here. What the good-jere! do you think I would go off here: discharge yourself of our company, 5 deny her? I pray, be quiet. Pistol.
Pist. Then Feed, and be fat, my fair Calipolis": Host. No, good captain Pistol; not here, sweet Come', give's sume sack. captain.
-Si fortuna me tormenta, sperato me contenta. Dol.Captain! thou abominable damn'd cheater, Fear we broadsides? no, let the fiend give tire: art thou not asham'd to be callid-captain? If cap-10 Give me some sack;--and, sweetheart, lye thou tains were of my mind, they would truncheon you
there. [Luying down his sword. out, for taking their names upon you before you Come we to full pointsiä here; and are et ceterus have.earn’d them. You a captain, you slave! for
nothing? what? for tearing a poor whore's ruit'in a bawdy Fal. Pistol, I would be quiet. house?-Hea captain! Hang him, rogue! He 15 Pist. Sweet knight, I kiss thy neif"}: What! lives upon mouldy stew'd prunes, and dry cakes'. we have seen the seven stars. A captain! these villains will make the word cap- Dol. Thrust him down stairs; I cannot endure tain as odious as the word occupy*; which was such a fustian rascal. an excellent good word before it was ill sorted: Pist. Thrust him down stairs! know we not therefore captains had need louk to it.
20 Galloway nags'*? Bard. Pray thee, go down, good ancient.
Fal. Quoit him down, Bardolph, like a shoveFul. Hark thee hither, mistress Doll.
groat shilling': pay, if he do nothing but speak Pist. Not 1: I tell thee what, corporal Bar- nothing, he shall be nothing here. dolph ;-I could tear her:--I'll be reveng'd oui Bard. Come, get you down stairs. her.
25 Pist. What! shall we have incision? shall we Page. Pray thee, go down.
imbrew?---Then death Pist, i'll see her daino'd first;—.To Pluto's dam- Rock me asleep's, abridge my doleful days! ned lake, to the infernal deep, where Erebu. and Why then, let grierous, ghastly, gaping wounds torturers vile also. Hold hook and line', say I. Untiine the sisters ihree! Come, Atropos, 1 say! Down! down, dogs! down, faitors“! Have we 30
[Snatching up his sword. not Hiren' here?
Ilost. Here's goodly stuff toward! Host. Good captain Peesel, be quiet; it is very Fil. Give me my rapier, boy: late: I beseek you now, aggravate your choler. Dol. I pray thee, Jack, I pray thee, do not draw. Pist. These be good humours, indeed! Shall Fal. Get thee down stairs. pack-horses.
[Drawing, und driring Pistol out. And hollow-pamper'd jades of Asia",
Host. Here's a goodly tumult ! I'll forswear Which cannot go but thirty miles a day,
keeping house, before I'll be in these tirrits and Compare with Cæsars, and with Cannibals”, Irights. So; murther, I warrant now.-Alas, And Trojan Greeks? nay, rather clamn them with alas! put up your naked weapons, put up your King Cerberus; and let the welkin roar.
onaked weapons. Shall we fall foul for toys?
Dol. I pray thee, Jack, be quiet; the rascal is Host.By my troth, captain, these are very bitter zone. Ah, you whoreson Kittle valiant villain, you! words.
Tlost. Are you not hurt i'the groin? methought Burd, Be gone, good ancient: this will grow to he made a shrewd thrust at your belly. a brawl anon.
(Re-enter Bardolph. * As a mark of his commission. ? N/uch was a common expression of disdain at that time, of the same sense with that more modern one, lurry come up. 'Meaning, that he liv'd on the refuse provi: sions of bawdy-houses and pastry-cooks' shops. The allusion to stew'd prunes, and all that is necessary to be known on that subject, has been already explained in our notes on other passages of these Plays. * Occupant seems to bave been forinerly a term for a woman of the town, as occupi.r was for a wencher. • These words are introduced in ridicule of some absurd and fustian passages from plays, in which Shakspeare had been a performer, and from which the greater part of Pistol's character seems to be composed. "i. e. traitors, rascals. ? Hiren was sometimes a cant term for mistress or harlot ;
therefore mean, “ Have we not a strumpet here? and why am I thus used by her ?" • These lines are in part a quotation out of an old absurd fustian play, entitled, Tamburlain's Conquests; or, The Scythian Shepherd. 'Cannibal is used by a blunder for Hannibal
. 10 Mr. Steevens observes, that as Hiren was sometimes used to denote a mistress or harlot, Pistol may be supposed to give it on this occasion, as an endearing name, to his sword, in the same spirit of fondness that he presently calls it-sweet-heart. Pistol delights in bestowing titles on his weapon. In this scene he also calls itAtropos. " A burlesque on a line in an old play, called The Battle of Alcazar, &c. 12 That is, shall we stop here? 13 j. e. 'I kiss thy fist. ** That is, common hackneys. "Mr. Steevens supposes this expression to mean a piece of polished metal made use of in the play of shovel-board. fragment of an ancient song, supposed to have been written by Anne Boleyn; for which see Sir John Hawkins's General History of Music, vol. III. p. 31,
ió This is a
Fal. Have you turn’d him out of doors ? faculties he hath, that shew a weak mind and an
Burd. Yes, sir, the rascal's drunk: you have able body, for the which the prince admits him: burt him, sir, in the shoulder.
for the prince himseli is such another; the weight Fal. A rascal! to brave me!
of a hair will turn the scale between their averDilih, you sueet little rogue, you! Alas, 5 dupois. poor ape, how thou sweat’st? Come, let me wipe P.Ilenry. Would not this nare of a wheel? thy face;-come on, you whoreson chop:-Ah, uave his ears cut odi? rogue! I love thee. --Thou art as valorous as Poins. Let's beat him before bis whore, Hector of Troy, worth five of Agamemnon, and P. Henry. Look, if use wither'd elder hath not ten times better than the nine worthies: Al, vil-10 his poli claw'd like a parrot. lain !
Poins. Is it not strange, that desire should so Ful. A rascally slave! I will toss the rogue in a many years out-live perfomance? blanket.
Fül. Kiss me, Doil. Dol. Do, if thou dar’st for thy heart: if thou P. 102. Saturn and Venus this year in condo'st, I'll canvass thee between a pair oi sheets, 15 junction! what says the adamanack to that? Enter Musick.
Poins. And, loot, whether the siery Trigono, Page. The musick is comie, sir.
his be not lisping to his master's old tables; Fui. Let them play ;-Play, sirs.-Sit on my his note book, his counsel-keeper. kree, Doll. A rascal bragging slave! the rogue Fut. Thou dost give me flattering busses. tied from ine, like quicksilver.
20 Dol. Nay, truly; I hiss thee with a most conDol. l'faith, and thou followd'st him like a stant heart. church., Thou whoreson little tidy Bartholomeu Ful. I am old, I am old. boar-pig', when wilt thou leave tighting o’days, Dol. I love thee better than I love e'er a scurvy and foining of nights, and begin to patch up thine
young boy of them all. old body for heaven?
25 Fal. What stuff wilt have a kirtle of? I shall Enter, hind, Prince Henry and Poins, disguised receive money on Thursday: thou shalt have acap like dratters.
to-morrow. A merry song, come: it grows late, Fal. Peace, good Doll! do not speak like a we'll to bed. Thuu't forget me, when I am gone. deatl's heads; do not bid me remember mine end. Dol. By my troth, thou’lt set me a weeping, an
Dol, Sirrah, what humour is the prince of? 30 thou say'st so: prove that ever Idress myseli hand
Fal. A good shallow young fellow: he would some 'uill thy return.--Well, hearken the end, have made a good partler, he would have chipp’d Ful. Some sack, Francis. bread well.
P. Ulury. Poins. Anon, anon, sir. Del. They say, Poins had a good wit.
Ful. Ha! a bastard son of the king's?-and art Fal. He a good wit? hang him, baboon!-bis 35 not thou Poins, his brother? wit is as thick as Tewksbury' mustard; there is P. Henry. Why, thou globe of sinful contino more conceit in him, than is in a mallet. nents, what a lite lost thou lead?
Dol. Why doth the prince love him so then? Ful. A better than thou; I am a gentleman,
Fal. Because their legs are both of a bigness; Thou art a drawer. and he plays at quoits well; and eals conger and 40 P.il.nry. Very true, sir; and I coine to draw fennel': and drinks oif candles' ends for tap- You out by the ears. dragous"; and rides the wild mare with the boys: Host. O, the Lord preserve thy good grace! and jumps upon joint-stools; and swears with a welcome to London. ---Now beaven bless that good grace: and wears his buot very smootlı, like weet face of thine! what, are you come from tito the sign of the leg; and breeds no bate with 45 Wale? telling of discreet stories: and such other gamboll Ful. Thou whoreson mad compound of mia
For lily Sir Thomas Hanmer reads tiny; but they are both words of endlearment, and equally proper. Bartholmeto bun-pig is a little pig made of paste', sold at Bartholomew-fair, and given to chil. dren for a fairing. Mir. Sitevens say, it was the cusion for the bawis of that age to wear a death's heuil in a ring, upon their middle tinger. 3 Tewksbury, a market-town in Gloucestershire, was formerly noted for inittard-balls made there, and sent into other parts, Conger with finnal was formerly regarded as a provocative. A tuprog'in is some small combustible body, tired at one end, an: put atloat in a glass ot liquor. It is an act of a toper's dexterity to toss oil the glass in such a m: pher as to prevent the jupchagon from doing mischief Ben Jonson speaks of those who eat candles' ends, as an act of love and gallantry. But perhaps our author, by Poins swallowing candles’ends by way of Hip-uragons, meant to indicate no more than that the prince loved him because he was always ready to do anything for his amusement, however absurd or unnatural. This expression may not perhaps be improperly elucidated by a passage in The aterrybl ires of Windsor', where Mrs. Quickly, enumerating the virtues of John Rugby, aglils, that “he is no tell-lale, no breed-bate." Alluding to the roundness of Faltait
, who was called round nun in contempt before. Meaning, that this was indeed a prodigy; astrologers having remarkird, that Saturn and Venusare never conjoined. Trigonum igneum is the astronomical term when the upper planets meet in a fiery sign.
10 Dr. Warburton thinks, we should read, clasping toolis mastrr's oid tablis, i. e. embracing his master's cast-off whore, and now his buwd his nole-book, his counset-kieper]. "Mr.Sicerens conjectures, that kirtle here means a petticoat,