"I in mine own woe charm'd, Could not find death, where I did hear him groan; Nor feel him, where he struck: being an ugly monster, 'Tis strange, he hides him in fresh cups, soft beds, Sweet words; or hath more ministers than we That draw his knives i' th' war." [168] [Mr Collier's correction. Old copy, _leave_.] [169] Embrace. [170] [_i.e._, Surround, crown.] [171] See note to "The Miseries of Enforced Marriage" [ix. 538.] [172] [Old copy, _a young_.] [173] Old copy reads _thirstiest_. [174] So Milton, in "Paradise Lost," bk. iv. 1. 159-- "As when to them who sail Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are past Mozambique, off at sea north-east winds blow Sabean odours from the spicy shore Of Araby the blest: with such delay Well pleas'd they slack their course, and many a league Cheer'd with the grateful smell old Ocean smiles." [175] [Debauched.] THE CITY-MATCH. _EDITIONS._ _The Citye Match. A Comœdye. Presented to the King and Qveene, at White-Hall. Acted since at Black-Friers, by his Maiesties Servants. Horat. de Arte Poet._ Versibus exponi Tragicis res Comica non vult. _Oxford, Printed by Leonard Lichfield, Printer to the University. Anno Dom. +M.DC.XXXIX.+ Folio._ _Two Plaies: The City Match, a Comœdy; and the Amorous Warre, a Tragy Comœdy: both long since written. By J. M. of Ch. Ch. in Oxon. Oxford: Printed by Hen. Hall, for Ric. Davis_, 1658. 4º. _The City Match: a Comœdy. Presented to the King and Queene at White-Hall. Acted since at Black Friers, by his Majesties Servants. Horat. de Arte Poet._ Versibus exponi Tragicis res Comica non vult. _By J. M. St. of Ch. Ch. in Oxon. Oxford: printed by Henry Hall, Printer to the University, for Rich. Davis._ 1659. 8º. INTRODUCTION.