In the next place, unfortunately, there is neither such a Character as a Constable in the _Midsummer Night’s Dream_: nor was the _three hundred pounds_ Legacy to a Sister, but a Daughter. And to close the whole, it is not possible, according to Aubrey himself, that Shakespeare could have been some _years a Schoolmaster in the Country_: on which circumstance only the supposition of his learning is professedly founded. He was not surely _very_ young, when he was employed to _kill Calves_, and he commenced Player about _Eighteen_!—The truth is that he left his Father, for a Wife, a year sooner; and had at least two Children born at Stratford before he retired from thence to London. It is therefore sufficiently clear that poor Anthony had too much reason for his character of Aubrey: You will find it in his own Account of his Life, published by Hearne, which I would earnestly recommend to any Hypochondriack; “A pretender to Antiquities, roving, magotie-headed, and sometimes little better than crased: and being exceedingly credulous, would stuff his many Letters sent to A.W. with _folliries_ and misinformations.” p. 577. Thus much for the Learning of Shakespeare with respect to the ancient languages: indulge me with an observation or two on his supposed knowledge of the modern ones, and I will promise to release you. “It is _evident_” we have been told, “that he was not unacquainted with the Italian”: but let us inquire into the _Evidence_. Certainly some Italian words and phrases appear in the Works of Shakespeare; yet if we had nothing else to observe, their Orthography might lead us to suspect them to be not of the Writer’s importation. But we can go further, and prove this. When Pistol “cheers up himself with ends of verse,” he is only a copy of Hanniball Gonsaga, who ranted on yielding himself a Prisoner to an English Captain in the Low Countries, as you may read in an old Collection of Tales, called _Wits, Fits, and Fancies_, Si Fortuna me tormenta, Il speranza me contenta. And Sir Richard Hawkins, in his Voyage to the South-Sea, 1593, throws out the same jingling Distich on the loss of his Pinnace. “Master Page, sit; good Master Page, sit; _Proface._ What you want in meat, we’ll have in drink,” says Justice Shallow’s _Fac totum_, Davy, in the 2d Part of _Henry the fourth_. _Proface_, Sir Thomas Hanmer observes to be Italian, from _profaccia, much good may it do you_. Mr. Johnson rather thinks it a mistake for _perforce_. Sir Thomas however is right; yet it is no argument for his Author’s Italian knowledge. Old Heywood, the Epigrammatist, addressed his Readers long before, Readers, reade this thus: for Preface, _Proface_, Much good do it you, the poore repast here, &c.—_Woorkes._ Lond. 4to. 1562.