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Than you to punish.
Her. Not your Goaler then,
But your kind Hoftefs; come, I'll queftion your
my Lord's tricks, and yours, when you were boys: You were pretty lordings then?
Pol. We were, fair Queen,
Two lads, that thought there was no more behind, But fuch a day to-morrow as to-day,
And to be boy eternal.
Her. Was not my Lord the verier wag o'th' two?
And bleat the one at th' other: what we chang'd,
Her. By this we gather,
You have tript fince..
Pol. O my moft facred Lady,
Temptations have fince then been born to's: for
Her. Grace to boot!
Of this make no conclufion, left you fay,
Your Queen and I are devils. Yet, go on;-
Leo. Is he won yet?
Leo. At my requeft he would not:
Leo. Never, but once.
Her. What? have I twice faid well? when was't before?
I pr'ythee, tell me; eram's with praise, and make's
Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that.
Or I mistake you: O, would her name were Grace!
Grace to boot! i. e. tho' temptations have grown up, yet I hope grace too has kept pace with them. Grace to boot, was a proverbial expreffion on thefe occafions. To the other part, fhe replies, as for our tempting you, pray take heed you draw no conclufion from thence, for that would be making your Queen and me devils, &c.
2 With pur we heat an acre. But to th' goal.] Thus this paffage has been always pointed; whence it appears, that
the Editors did not take the Poet's conceit. They imagined that, But to th goal meant, but to come to the purpose; but the fenfe is different, and plain enough when the line is pointed thus,
With Spur we heat an acre, but to th' goal.
i. e. good ufage will win us to any thing; but, with ill, we frop fhort, even there where both our interest and our inclination would otherwife have carried us.
Nay, let me have't; I long.
Leo. Why, that was when
Three crabbed months had fowr'd themfelves to death, Ere I could make thee open thy white hand,
And clepe thyfelf my love; then didst thou utter, "I am yours for ever.".
Her. 'Tis Grace, indeed.
Why, lo you now; I've spoke to th' purpofe twice';
Leo. Too hot, too hot
To mingle friendship far, is mingling bloods."
Mam. Ay, my good Lord.
Leo. I' fecks!
Why, that's nofe?
my bawcock; what? has❜t fmutch'd thy
They fay, it's a copy out of mine. Come, captain,
Are all call'd neat. Still virginalling+
[Obferving Polixenes and Hermione.
3 The mort o' th' deer-] A leffon upon the horn at the death of the deer. THEOBALD. *We must be neat.] Leontes, feeing his fon's nofe fmutched, cries, we must be neat; then, re
collecting that neat is the term for horned cattle, he fays, not neat, but cleanly.
Still virginalling] Still playing with her fingers, as a girl playing on the virginals.
Upon his palm?--how now, you wanton calf!
Mam. Yes, if you will, my Lord.
Lea. Thou want'ft a rough paíh, and the fhoots that
To be full like me.-Yet they fay, we are
And fellow't Nothing. Then 'tis very credent,
And hardning of my brows.
Pol. What means Sicilia?
Her. He fomething feems unfettled.
Pol. How? my Lord?
Leo. What cheer? how is't with you, best brother?
Her. You look
As if you held a brow of much Diftraction.
Are not you mov'd, my Lord?
Leo. No, in good earnest.
How fometimes nature will betray its folly!
As o'er-dy'd blacks.] Sir T.
welkin eye,] Blue
In my green velvet coat; my dagger muzzled,
How like, methought, I then was to this kernel,
Mam. No, my Lord, I'll fight.
Leo. You will!-why, happy man be's dole!-
Are you fo fond of your young Prince, as we
Pol. If at home, Sir,
He's all my exercife, my mirth, my matter;
Offic'd with me: we two will walk, my Lord,
Next to thyself, and my young rover, he's
Her. If you will feek us,
We are yours i'th' garden: fhall's attend you there? Leo. To your own bents difpofe you; you'll be found, Be you beneath the fky.-I am angling now,
Tho' you perceive me not,
Will you take eggs for mony?] This feems to be a proverbial expreffion, used when a man fees himself wronged and makes no refiftance. Its original, or precife meaning, I cannot find, but I believe it means, will you be a cuckold for hire. The cuckow is reported to lay her eggs in another
how I give line;
[Afide, obferving Her. bird's neft; he therefore that has eggs laid in his neft, is faid to be cucullatus, cuckow'd, or cuckold.
*-happy man be's dole!-] May his dole or bare in life be to be a happy man.
7 Apparent-] That is, beir apparent, or the next claimant.