A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 12 — John Shaqi
A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 12Dodsley, Robert
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A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 12
Dodsley, Robert
English drama
"For who (remembering the cause why clothes were made,
Even then when Adam fled unto his shade,
For covert nakedness) will not blame
Himself to glory in his parents' shame?"
The coincidence is remarkable.--_Collier._
[10]
"Quæ nec _Sarmentus_ iniquas
Cæsaris ad mensas, nec vilis _Galba_ tulisset."
--Juv., Sat. v. 3.
[11] [Conscience.]
[12] Mr Gifford, in a note on Massinger's "Virgin Martyr," points
out an elegy by Secundus as the origin of this pretty fancy, which
is thus employed by Fairfax in his translation of Tasso's "Jerusalem
Delivered"--
"Death hath again exchanged his darts with Love,
And Cupid thus lets borrow'd arrows fly."
The allusion is not to be found in the original Italian (bk. ii. s.
34). Davenant, in bk. ii. c. 7, of his "Gondibert," also mentions the
fable, and it would be easy among foreign writers to point out many
instances in which more extensive use has been made of it. The sonnets
by Annibale Nozzolini and by Girolamo Pompei are well known.--_Collier._
[13] [Old copy, _was_.]
[14] So in "Macbeth," act v. sc. 5--
"I have almost forgot the taste of fears:
_The time has been_, my senses would have cool'd
To hear a night-shriek; and my fell of hair
Would at a dismal treatise rouse, and stir
As life were in't. I have supt full with horrors!
Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts,
Cannot once start me."
[And see note to the "Heir," xi. 449.]
ACT III.
[EARTHWORM'S _house_.]
THEODORE, NEIGHBOURS with sacks.
THEO. Come, neighbours, pray draw near; my fellow Jasper
Has told you wherefore you were sent for hither.
1ST NEIGH. Ay, I thank you, friend.
2D NEIGH. And my good master too.
THEO. My master, touch'd with sorrow and remorse
For that unhappy error of his life--
That fault (alas!) which by too true a name
Is termed misery, determines now
By deeds of tender charity to make
The wronged poor amends, and to the world
Declare the fruits of a reformed life.
And first your pardon, neighbours, he would beg,
And, next to heaven, be reconcil'd to you.
1ST NEIGH. Now blessing on his heart!
2D NEIGH. Good tender soul!
3D NEIGH. I ever thought him a right honest man.
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