_The human mortals want_ their wonted year, _The seasons alter; hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose; And on old_ Hyems' _chin, and icy crown, An od'rous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mock'ry set. The spring, the summer, The chiding autumn, angry winter, change Their wonted liveries; and the 'mazed world, By their increase, now knows not which is which. No night is now with hymn or carol blest; Therefore the moon, the governess of floods, Pale in her anger, washes all the air; And thorough this distemperature, we see That rheumatick diseases do abound. And this same progeny of evil comes From our debate, from our dissension._ I know not what credit the reader will give to this emendation, which I do not much credit myself. II.i.114 (31,4) [By their increase] That is, _By their produce._ II.i.130 (32,6) [Which she, with pretty and with swimming gate, Following] [cf: follying] The foregoing note is very ingenious, but since _follying_ is a word of which I know not any example, and the Fairy's favourite might, without much licentiousness of language, be said to _follow_ a ship that sailed in the direction of the coast; I think there is no sufficient reason for adopting it. The coinage of new words is a violent remedy, not to be used but in the last necessity. II.i.157 (35,8) [Cupid all-arm'd] _All-armed_, does not signify _dressed in panoply_, but only enforces the word _armed_, as we might say _all-booted_. I am afraid that the general sense of _alarmed_, by which it is used for _put into fear or care by whatever cause_, is later than our authour. II.i.220 (38,4) [For that It is not night when I do see your face] This passage is paraphrased from two lines of an ancient poet, --_Tu nocte vel atra Lumen, et in solis tu mihi turba locis_. (see 1765, I,118,6) II.i.251 (39,5) [over-canopy'd with the luscious woodbine] All the old editions have, Quite _over-canopied with luscious woodbine_. On the margin of one of my folio's an unknown hand has written _lush_ woodbine, which, I think, is right. This hand I have since discovered to be Theobald's, (see 1765, I,119,4) II.ii. (41,9) [quaint spirits] For this Dr. Warburton reads against all authority, ----_quaint_ sports.---- But Prospero, in _The Tempest,_ applies _quaint_ to Ariel. II.ii.30 (42.2) [Be it ounce] The ounce is a snail tiger, or tiger-cat. (1773) II.ii.45 (43,3) [O take the sense, sweet, of my innocence; Love takes the meaning in love's conference] [Warburton wished to transpose "innocence" and "conference"] I am by no means convinced of the necessity of this alteration. Lysander in the language of love professes, that as they have one heart, they shall have one bed; this Hernia thinks rather too much, and intreats him to _lye further off_. Lysander answers, _O take the sense, sweet, of my_ innocence.